Feb 24, 2005 17:31
I'm attempting worship practice tonight.
I had an attack this afternoon... but my meds were in the van... and the van was in another town. To top it off, I couldn't get my long distance to work, so Jeney (who I was chatting with) had to call Jeff for me. Turns out I had a bottle of hydrocodone in the "breadicine" cabinet that Jeff remembered. I took two of those because he wasn't able to come home early. They knocked me out, so I guess they worked. I'm thankful that I didn't use them all up when Mabry was born. I don't know what I would have done otherwise.
Our realtor called today. There's crap with the house. Something about having have needed the loan to at least be approved by this point. The owner isn't happy. Though I don't know what they expect from us. We're doing everything they ask in a timely manner. The inspection date was the one she scheduled, and the full report was ready to be picked up yesterday. The contractor wasn't available to view the house until Saturday. But then we'll have the estimates on the work to be done. First thing next week we'll meet with the lender and get all the necessary information to him so that he can take it to his underwriters. How much faster could we go??? It's not like this is a typical loan, people! We were supposed to just blink and have everything in one day? I'm frustrated.
I'm attempting worship practice tonight.
queen street