Well, I think I sold my house. But actually I'm not so sure.
This whole deal has been a mess from the very beginning. It's been like pulling teeth the whole time because the buyer's realtor doesn't speak English... she has an interpreter, her husband, who has a job of his own and usually doesn't have time to pass messages. At any rate, he's not a realtor, and he doesn't know bilingual realtor jargon, so there tend to be several iterations of clarifications before things get through.
At first, the lender said he had never heard of the buyers. Later, he said he did, but that took a long time because he doesn't return phone calls. This led to several things going wrong, including the inspection being very, very delayed (and for a week afterwards we were told that they weren't going to have an inspection). After the closing was delayed once over that, he just forgot to get the loan approved in time for the rescheduled closing. Then on the second rescheduling, he got it appoved but get it transmitted or something. So it had to be rescheduled yet again.
Of course, doing the closing from California on a house in Florida hasn't helped any. Getting documents back and forth has been a nightmare, especially when the title company insists on using discount courier
DHL, who's in the habit of leaving the building and logging a "delivery attempted" if the recipient isn't standing right there in the doorway. (Ask people walking by? Use the phone? Heck, if you want service, use
FedEx... this is DHL!) The scariest part of the whole interstate thing, though, was when the title company says that Florida requires a notarized copy of our driver's licenses, but California notaries aren't allowed to notarize driver's license copies unless they have a court order. (In our case, Florida relented.)
Today, though, everything was set to go at 4:30. The title agent had the final approval from the mortgage company, and everything was ready. All that had to happen was that the buyers had to sign. But when I called at 4:55, the buyers weren't there. No word on why.
That evening around 9:00 I get a call from the realtor asking if the place closed. (Evidently she wasn't there at closing. Gee, I thought that was part of what realtors do for their outrageous commissions. From what I hear, though, it's fairly standard for realtors to skip out on closing, especially when the seller is absent. Go figure.) I say I hadn't heard anything, which wasn't good, because the title agent said she'd call me.
But right around that time, the realtor explained that she just happened to be driving up to the property being sold. I waited on the phone while she talked to the people that were there. Apparently there were some people there, including the new owner's kid, but not the actual new owner. One of the people there (but not the kid) said he was there at closing and it did close at 6:00, which was how he got the keys.
So the realtor packed up her sign and the lock box and left. We're operating under the assumption that closing did happen, but I have a bunch of phone calls to make before I can figure out how true that is.