I’ve heard that house closings are a pain. Hell, I’ve even heard that they’re awful. But I don’t think that anything really prepared me for how ridiculous it actually is. Especially when you’re 9 1/2 months pregnant.
The bank is a major player in our problems (as one might expect). You’d think that expressing repeatedly to the bank that we want to be all moved in before my due date would have helped speed things along. Or at least they would help ensure that we had all the important paperwork squared away from the get go. Nah. It seems our bank liked playing a game where they’d ask us for 27 pieces of paperwork, which were needed IMMEDIATELY, only to then, three days later, need nine more things AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. A checklist detailing everything that we could possibly need to provide would have been awesome, so Dave and I didn’t have to scramble around like mad people trying to get everything to them faster than the speed of light.
Also nice was how one of the bank agents involved in the process straight up lied to us about a closing date, when in reality the bank is not supposed to make promises of any kind regarding closing dates. Sigh.
Or let’s talk now about the seller of our house who has had since FEBRUARY, when we first signed the contract, to go to court and get his executor status taken care of (its an estate sale), only to find out now that he hasn’t done it yet. I know our real estate agent, who I adore, as well as our attorney, who also rocks, have communicated the sense of urgency from our end repeatedly. Why did he wait so freaking long?!?
Normally, I’d be flipping out over all of this. I’m sure from the above ranting it sure seems like that’s what I’m doing. But in reality, I’m eerily calm, at least for me. I mean, this sucks.
- 38 weeks pregnant
- Working full time
- Living in an apartment full of boxes
- And a house closing in a perpetual state of limbo
How am I coping? To be honest, one of my preferred methods is what I like to refer to as my happy little bubble. Lalalalala! Everything is great in the bubble! Sunshine and lollipops and rainbows yay!!
Other calming practices include:
- Deep breathing – I consider it good practice for labor.
- Prenatal yoga – I haven’t done this nearly enough during my pregnancy, but now seems like a really good time to pick it up again.
- Wine – I allowed myself the tiniest smidgen of wine the other night (by this point in pregnancy, baby is full term) and it was glorious. Granted I probably won’t imbibe again until after she’s born, but it was very nice.
In a perfect world, we’d somehow be moved in before Baby Bean makes her appearance. More realistically, it looks like she’ll be resting like a queen as her daddy and I unpack all the boxes, and make her house a home.
*I was compensated for this post, but not for the frustrations. You Move Free would be a godsend right now to help with all of our moving troubles.