Saturday, May 17, 2014

Saturday morning - packing and worrying

Weekends are supposed to be peaceful when you spend time doing the things you want to do, don't check email every 10 minutes and enjoy your morning paper.

I wish.  Yesterday I spent the morning trying to confirm things.  Like the appraisal that hasn't been completed.  It's supposedly been ordered and the company is 'behind schedule'.  And the title search;  it's also behind schedule.  I'm seeing the closing date slipping further.  Then the lender wanted more paperwork and I printed, signed and emailed another pile of stuff.  How many different ways can I say I don't have a current mortgage or car payments?  I feel like I've been analyzed to death.  The lender keeps telling me 'you're doing fine, you've been on top of everything.'  But when I ask for their progress on the final items it's 'we're running behind' or 'you're in our que for completion.'  If the seller starts making noises about penalties for not closing on time I'm going to be saying 'talk to the lender.'

Meanwhile things are slipping here.  I'm leaving tomorrow for a week and I'm trying to juggle a bunch of things.  I met with the roofers yesterday and expected to see a pile of shingles stacked in my driveway.  Nope.  Turns out white shingles aren't kept on hand and are on order.  'Don't worry.'  they tell me.  'We'll be done before you get back.'  Huh uh.  I just have to take them at their word.

Don't have any showing so far today which in one way is good so I can do what I need to do.  On the other hand I need to find a buyer.  Hopefully, while I"m gone somebody will fall in love with this place.

I went across the road and got a mani-pedi so at least that is done.  I wanted my hands to look nice for once.  I have really large fingers and nails and usually they look like I've been digging in the dirt.  Now at least I won't object to shaking strange hands.

I've pulled together everything I'm taking and now I just have to pack.  I'm not taking much, a small carry-on and a large purse with my electronics.  Who needs a lot of stuff on a cruise ship?

Life moves on.  I need this break.




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