When we began the earnest attempt to purchase our house from my father-in-law a month ago we had originally set the closing date for May 2nd. I've written it on all of my calendars. It's been committed as a national holiday. Lately though I've been feeling the crunch of getting all the pieces-parts together to seal the deal. I've become good friends with our mortgage broker's secretary. It seems like every day I've fielded calls from various parties needing information on this insurance, that pay-out, this file, that title etc. I had no idea how much goes in to the buying and selling of property and honestly if we weren't related to our seller (who's going to give us his $15,000 payout so we can fix the roof and oil the logs) I think I'd probably have beat my head against the busted door jam and moved to a cabin in the woods. Yet with all my dealings with my new best friend I somehow missed the memo that our closing date had been moved up a week and oh yah, it's tomorrow. I'm not even sure how it happened but apparently my father-in-law goes in tomorrow morning to sign his portion and we're going in at 4 to do our part. Apparently we're also supposed to bring $900+ dollars to this shindig, though I don't get paid til Friday and we have about 20 bucks. (Don't worry, we'll get through.) I'm just a little floored to think that it's already happening. Don't get me wrong, I'll be damn glad when it's done but it feels a little unceremonious seeing as how we're already living in our "new house." So the day off I scheduled for next Friday, our "closing" holiday, is now just unnecessary fluff. However we've decided that I'll keep the day off and we'll take off to McCall for the weekend. Let's celebrate the purchase of our house by sleeping somewhere else for a couple of nights, right? Makes sense. Or not. But that's what we're doing.
Tonight we had my nephews over. Zach (who's nearly 4) and Marcus (who's just over a month old). We played with the dogs and went ghost hunting with some really old tennis rackets, played video games and the keyboard, tossed the egg parachute off the loft, and changed the dog water. Pretty much a great night.
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I remember when I closed on my house. Everyone kept on asking if I was excited, etc. I guess I kind of failed to see at the time what all the big fuss was. I mean I'm still paying some form of money to someone for a place to live each month. It was just like paying rent but my check was going to a different payee. The pride of owning your own home will come. Like recently I refinanced the house and to see the equity that I have in the house...that feels really good!
Either way...congratulations to the both of you today on owning your home! It's a big step that you won't regret whether or not you can see that now!
oh. my. god. those pictures are AWESOME!!!! they made me laugh...and make me smile as i think of them.
CONGRATS on the house, mrs. homeowner!!! enjoy your celebratory trip to mccall!
and lastly, thanks for watching the boys last nite!
(i'm typing one handed due to sleeping baby attached to my front...)
Kristen! It's Steph Hillman (Brailsford)! I was hoping I would stumble upon your whereabouts someday! I found your blog through my brother and then your brother etc. anyway, I haven't had much time to read it yet because of the constant disciplining of my children going on, but I'm so curious about how you are and what you are up to these days! Please e-mail me and give me some updates and then I can send you an invite to my blog. it's stephbrails@gmail.com. Hope to hear from you soon! love,
Steph
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