Who wants to hold me??
"The buyers have an issue with their loa*n." Those were my realtor's words yesterday.
I didn't even want to tell you because I know how dramatic and irrational you guys get. (Oh, wait. That's me.) But, since you're along for the ride (and what a ride it has been, eh? Please keep your arms and legs inside at all times.) I think it's only fair that I advise you that we are once again in official wait and see mode. Or as I like to call it, I'm Taking Up Cutting! mode.
What I'm sure I don't need to tell you:
- I personally called the buyers' ag*nt (surprise! he sounds 16!) at 11:00 last night and blustered incoherently.
- My hair is falling out in clumps.
- I have hives.
- I'm smacking myself in the head with a shovel every hour to see which feels worse - a head wound or selling a house in this market. (So far, the shovel feels like a gentle summer breeze.)
In other words, I'm losing it.
My realt*r had an hour long conversation with the buyers' ag*nt last night and he assured us - assured us - that we would hear from him by 10:00 this morning with signed loa*n docs. It is now 10:08.
And mommy is Googling Haldol.