A month of disappointing Fridays

I was assured, in late September, that I would be closing on my house by my birthday. October 15th at the latest.

I am still not finished with this long and arduous process.

It’s been a month of disappointing Fridays, each one waiting and hoping only to find out the lender needs another set of papers, the broker never sent in information, the appraisal has to be redone. Most recently, the broker refused to contact the title company, the insurance paperwork was never received and the title company made mistakes and the sale could not be recorded.

I want to pull my hair out and scream like a two year old in the toy aisle at Wal-Mart.

Maybe this is the universe’s way of breaking me as I have prided myself in the past as being a strong person who takes on a challenge and overcomes the odds.  No matter how many prayers, good juju, positive thoughts or threats, this is the deal that will not close.  More than once I’ve been reduced to tears out of the sheer frustration of it all.  Sick and tired of incompetence and being jerked around like a puppet on a string.

On September 4th my bid for the house was accepted. Great, right? I was excited, packing, planning everything I wanted to do in the house and how things would go.  Now I’m so burnt out all I want to do is sleep.  I have lost my enthusiasm about the property, my planning is kaput and I have no energy left to move.

These are dangerous times.

For the longest time I’ve taken a long look at my life and the months ahead, thinking and preparing for what’s to come.  Now I live day to day, sometimes hour by hour just to get through.  Work, which had been enjoyable if not fun, is now dredgery as I imagine how much I have to accomplish if there is a chance this deal will close before December.  Instead of spending time with my family it’s phone calls and threats to the broker.

Everyone keeps saying “it’s going to be alright,” “it will get better.” And to that I say I don’t trust that anymore.  There is no hope, there is no faith. There is only disapointment and frustration.

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The House: A visual Tour

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As the closing process for this property drags out to the 9th week and my broker proves once again a new level of uselessness I intend to post more pictures of this house imagining myself in every room. It couldn’t hurt. Unless I can’t close for some reason and then just take my heart out and stomp on it, why don’t you?

Stay tuned, there will be a quiz at the end.

Welcome, please do watch your step past the rosebushes. They have a tendency to grab and not let go. Look closely, the former owners can be seen strangled by the roots.

Killer Roses
Killer Roses

Next, make your way to the front door and swing it open. Beware, it’s loose and has a tendency to fall off. An easy fix and really fun to watch my broker open it and freak out.

come and knock on my door...
come and knock on my door...

The living room/entry way/kitchen space combo is a bit tight but let’s look at the bright sides. a) I have a cute little baby skylight b) it’s cheaper to heat and cool and furnish c) I can watch my dogs lounge by the fire while I slave over dinner and resent them and d) it’s all the space I really need!  Now, one the count of three open the door and spin around to take in the view. Ready? One… Two… three!

itty bitty skylight committee
itty bitty skylight committee
imagine me curled up with a book
imagine me curled up with a book
big empty corner
big empty corner

As the house is still lacking this newfound thing I like to call electricity most of the bedroom pics look like the inside of a cave. Here’s the lone exception:

bedroom 2
bedroom 2

And finally as I welcome you to de casa Kelly I will offer you a drink or five. Stumble down the hallway to the bathroom and here’s what you’ll find:

bathroom #1
bathroom #1

Now I hope you studied, pull up a rug and let’s begin the test!

A) What color were the roses that killed the former owners?

B) Should the mat at my front door say “Welcome” or “Go Away”?

C) When you spun did you spin to the left or right?

D) Would you classify this bedroom as boring or an ice cave?

E) Is the bathroom shown for #1 or #2?

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House pics

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Not very pretty, I know.  When I went by to clean up the backyard it was a true challenge to keep to my plan and go in order pruning and cleaning up the dead plant material.

And this is what the roses looked like when I was done hacking at them 😀

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Here’s my pretty kitchen. The red is more pink than red so I’ll be repainting that soon.

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This is a bedroom, the color scheme borders on child abuse does it not?

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