The aim of the apartment building was to cater for the increasing needs of students that flocked into Port Elizabeth every year, to take up residence in the city so that they could study their chosen disciplines in a relaxed environment.
The painters in Belmont had just completed painting the inside of the block. Each room was a magnificent white, a crisp colour that would be tainted as soon as its tenants got a hold of it. As soon as the outside of the building was painted, each room would be fitted with carpets and tiled.
The scaffolding for the painters had been already put up. All that was required now, was that they paint diligently to the end. Edward Da Silva, the site foreman would have to be behind them on that, pushing them to race to the finish line. It had been two months before the grand opening and the owner, Martha Masters, was at her wits end with the construction company to deliver on the deadline that they’d proposed.
When she spoke to the manager she’d found that she had to breathe at least three deep breaths before she calmed down. It had seemed to her that he was not at all bothered by the slow rate at which the workers had been working and she was livid.
Da Silva’s mannerisms communicated that he was holiday and his speech complemented this attribute. Sometimes she’d felt like she just wanted to shake him, but she controlled the urge. The deadline is close, she thought, but it will all be done.
Masters happened upon this idea when her daughter had been at the Nelson Mandela Metropolitan University and the accommodation she’d lived in was not to her liking. When her daughter had completed her LLP, Masters had the extra money to save and decided to invest it in a cozy apartment block for students. It was five-storeys high with four apartments on each floor.
Not only did it realize her dream of investing in property, but it also secured a retirement that would be a bit more relaxed than the one that existed before its conception.
Masters was a teacher and her husband, Andrew, a doctor. It was a joint decision for them to invest in this project. His commitments prevented him from being actively involved. He’d trusted her to head the project because she was a perfectionist. She’d believed that her perfectionist tendencies had frustrated her much of the time during this time.
She’d vowed to take a big break after this building had been completed.