We moved to our current home six years ago. Man time flies, I can't believe it has been that long. When we first moved in, it was sort of the boonies, in terms of shopping anyway. There were lots of houses and more being built everyday, but shopping, even just the grocery store was a little bit of a hike. It's grown by leaps and bounds since then. We now have a Target (my favorite), a Wal-Mart ( not even in the same league as Target in my opinion), an entire Commons with Pottery Barn, Williams-Sonoma, Gymboree, several restaurants, etc. etc., and a Galleria is being built across the street. There's ton of construction going on all the time. Luckily, it doesn't effect traffic too terribly. I am a very curious person, so I'm constantly wondering aloud and in my head, "what's that going to be"? The suspense kills me until the sign goes up. I know I'm like a little kid. My husband, on the other hand, could absolutely care less. It drives me crazy that he doesn't want to know. How can you not want to know? He just goes with the theory that he'll know when it's finished and until then he really doesn't think about it at all. He thinks it is funny that I do care. O.K., so patience isn't one of my strongest virtues, but comparatively speaking I am much more patient than he. Let's say if he has the patience of a gnat, I am at least at fly level with my patience. Therefore, his lack of interest is puzzling to me. It must be one of those woman/man things. Tell me, are you curious about "what it is going to be"? Is your spouse? Or I am I just a complete anomaly on this issue?