Next in the saga was the house
Wednesday, March 30th, 2005Following my fun weekend in Toledo, the longest week of all time began. It was the culmination of the last 6 months of stress in trying to purchase a home. The whole week was a roller coast of ups and downs…. first it was a go, then it wasn’t going to work, then it was a go again, and so on; back and forth the news went… talk about emotionally taxing. Thursday, March 17th (my original closing date) came and passed with no house. Friday rolled around, with the closing time of 12 PM come and gone. We rescheduled for 1 PM, and at 12:30 PM I still did not know whether I would get a house or not. I was sitting at work, stewing and debating getting food, but not wanting to be inaccessible if the 1 PM was a go.
Finally, I gave up and decided to get food. 3 seconds (literally) later the phone rang with the news that the closing was a go and that I needed to hurry to the bank and get the downpayment. The closing was a long process, starting with about 2 1/2 hours of waiting for the proper documents to get faxed / emailed / whatever to the title company, followed by 30 minutes of signing documents. Just as we finished signing, a phone call came from the bank saying all the documents were wrong and they were sending new ones and I would have to sign it all over again.
At 5:15 PM the papers were finally signed, though sadly the funds didn’t transfer until Monday, and I was leaving the next morning at about 4 AM, so I had a house, but no keys. I came back to the office and shared the news, at which point a party at my house was suggested. I mentioned my lack of keys, and someone pointed out that it was my house, why didn’t I just break in? As amusing as the concept was I held off and headed home to pack, with this house in my thoughts: