Nov 20, 2008 00:25
So, next chapter in the "adventures in home buying" saga:
We DID get approved for the frikkin loan, barely. They waited till 3 days before close to ask for a SHIT ton of idiotic crap they should have asked for 3 weeks before. These morons even had to ask if I would be getting my Navy retirement for at least 3 years,... 0_o Whaaaaaaat? 1st clue that I'm dealing with F-tards here.
Anyway, 9 days after close and the papers still haven't made it to Deni for her to sign, should be there tomorrow tho. Then if Fed-Ex can avoid fucking up the return trip, IF,... I'll be able to sign them Friday and hopefully get the keys that evening or Saturday. Then I can get out of this frikkin trailer and be able to take a real live bath again, the shower in this camper is gettin old. Sure the house will be empty, but thats just for a few days.
Thanksgiving day I'm hitchin up the camper and heading North, drop off the camper with our freinds in Oregon, and should get home friday evening. Movers come the following Monday to pack us out. Then we get a rental truck, a BIG one, on Thursday, fill it with the stuff we dont trust the movers to take, and roll in my hot-rod behind it. We'll winterize the house & arrange the stuff we're leaving behind in it Friday, and goto our goin away party Friday night at Mi Pueblo. Saturday it's up early, get the remaining stuff packed up, hitch up Jamies car to the truck, drain the house water lines, lock-out the power, and head South for good. Dunno when we'll be back, prolly sometime in late spring to get the big ugly truck. Time will tell.
Ah well, in the mean time I'll sit here in my lil prison cell on wheels and listen to the trains rollin by, again, & again, & again,...