Pity Party

We were supposed to close on our wonderful, exciting, big, new house on Thursday last week. Less than four hours before closing we got the phone call from our realtor - we are delayed. We tried for the next day, but no, the appraiser that seems to not need a job in this economy, didn't come through....again. Then the weekend came, then the holiday, then the underwriter had a death in the family. So we have been throwing ourselves a pity party ever since!

It is quite depressing, I think we both went through all of these stages of grief. We went from being dumbfounded, to super angry (Heath), to super sad, to needing a stiff drink, to getting the stiff drink and having a few laughs over it, to sleeping all day because there was nothing else to do.

Everything is in a box, all that we kept out of boxes and in an overnight bag are those few items we needed to get through the weekend of moving. Moving clothes, toothbrush, toilet paper (for new house), dog bones (to keep them busy), etc. So we have no food, no utensils, and no clothes (or work clothes!). The rooms echo and time has stood still.

We also had a desk that was delivered to the house on Friday, so we had to drive 30 minutes up to a house we didn't yet own, and take the massive 90 pound box off the porch and take it back into the city. Praying our new neighbors saw us.

In order to keep ourselves busy this weekend we went for drinks with friends (happy engagement Ben and Alysia!), we purchased a fridge, we let friends make us dinner and played games all night at their house, and we ordered pizza and pasta and ate it out of the containers they came in with plastic forks for dinner on Sunday AND Monday night.

It was really a blessing (in disguise) to be able to have one last weekend to do our favorite things as West Plaza citizens.

The many phone calls to reschedule the rescheduling, utilities, U-haul, friends to help move, new furniture/appliance deliveries, etc. Everyone has been really accommodating and friendly. We have been paying for the utilities on the new house since Thursday and there has been a washing machine in my car for the past ten days. What a mess.

Our landlord showed the house we are currently in multiple times throughout the weekend, I can't imagine that was a good selling point as far as lack of space, as there are boxes everywhere, packing materials all over the floor of the basement and porch, and we haven't cleaned in two weeks. ICK.


We are scheduled (for the fourth time) to close tomorrow at 9:00 a.m....anyone want to hold their breath?!