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That's the only way to describe this whole situation... The house is ready. We finished moving everything out the house yesterday. The buyer came to pick up the keys this morning and will be moving in next week. But our stuff is sitting in the u-haul waiting to be moved. Everyday this week, it's been something else that the Lenders need. Friday, they needed us to sign off that the house was ready. It is. Nothing happend over the weekend. So we spent that time moving our stuff out. Monday, we were supposed to close. Then at around 2:30, they called to say they needed all our updated bank statements and 401k statements. LUCKILY, i keep those out of the boxes just in case. I had a feeling we might be needing them. I rushed to one of the T-Mobile stores close to our house and faxed it over. Tuesday, we finished what little else we had in the house. The night before we slept on our mattresses and kept only the bare necessities in the house. We called every hour or so to see where we were at with the closing and were told everything was still being processed. Then, around 2:30 again, they called and said they needed the BACKS to some of the statements we'd sent them the day before! I. Was. Pissed. Why the fuck couldn't they have told us that after I sent them the first statements?! (I hadn't even realized the statements even HAD a back page, so I guess that was my fault, too.) I really fucked up by then taking it out on Laura. We got into this stupid arguement about really nothing. I shouldn't have raised my voice at her the way I did. It's not her fault and I know that... So we rush over and fax them what they need, then wait some more. We ended up spending the night at Freddy's place. Again, with all our stuff sitting in the driveway of the old house. Before we left the old house, I tried to back the truck up close to the house (just in case someone got curious.) Wouldn't you know it, the battery was dead... So typical. This morning, we meet up with the man who bought our old house. We gave him the keys and he was nice enough to let us keep the truck in the driveway. Like I said, he's not moving in until next week anyways, so he's in no hurry. The U-haul people came out and gave us new batteries for the truck. (Surprisingly, they were a bit bigger than your regular AA batteries. These had to be at least ZZ batteries. They were fuckin' HUGE!) Before heading to the meet Mr. Tristan, we got a call from the Mortgage Company. They need some more stuff from the Bank. By this point, it's whatever. We went to the bank to the what they needed and faxed that to them. They called a little while ago with an update. Which was basically we're still waiting. I seriously doubt it'll happen today. What sucks is that it's costing us $40/day for the U-haul truck to be sitting there in the driveway like that. On top of that, I have to go back to work tomorrow. That's going to make moving the stuff in even that more complicated. FRUSTRATION...
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