Life is funny sometimes.
About, oh… 19 (or 20?) months ago, we decided to sell our
house. It was a decision we agonized over. Like most people who bought when we
did, the market didn’t quite turn out how we thought it would. Unique to us was
the situation of our house and the massive amount of money we would need to
invest in making our house merely functional. In the end, we decided to move
forward with the short sale, considering baby #2 was on the way a little sooner
than expected.
“Move forward” is not a term that should ever be associated
with the sale of our home. Perhaps “creep forward, slide backward, stall, and
then scoot one millimeter forward” might fit.
Today we got the miraculous news that we’re officially
approved. And we close on July 25. As
in, 20 days. Also, a Wednesday. Also, the busiest time of our busiest month.
The Saturday before that, the 21st, is already busy with all kinds
of festivities. So, it looks like we’re moving the 14th. As in, less
than 10 days.
Although we’re thrilled to be at the end of this road, the
irony is not lost on me that we have waited MONTHS and MONTHS and now we have
less than 10 days. As maddening as it is, we'll make it happen somehow!
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