You remember that childhood game, don’t you? The one where you run as fast as you can
towards the finish line until the one in charge yells, “STOP!” and you come to
a screeching halt. You wait on anxious
tippy toes until you hear “GO!” so you can once again race forward.
That is about how life has been for us lately. We are running several different races right
now.
Race #1: Ronnie and I
had been casually looking at houses in search of something that would fit our
growing needs. We were in no rush as our
current home offers the right amount of space for now. Several weeks ago, we found a home that
seemed to fill most of our must have list while staying within our budget AND
was located in our current neighborhood.
After touring the house, we knew we needed to make an offer. We listed our house that evening and two days
later made an offer on the new house.
Our offer was accepted and our house sold on the same day! We were ecstatic! We were racing forward at lightning speed!
But then we halted.
Our buyers for our home backed out as we waited for the new house to be
inspected. It was a standstill; the nail
biting kind. But another race was
starting so we didn’t have time to think about that.
Race #2: It had been
a dream since we had met; to travel to Panama together so Ronnie could meet my
extended family and visit my Grandparents’ house in Chiriqui. We finally took the plunge, talked my cousin
into joining us, and bought tickets back in December (well before the house
race took off). But the trip was coming
up and we had to start packing.
Race #3: In the midst
of the packing and house “stuff,” Ronnie started his job at the Indy VA. That was a full on marathon to get to that
point (see previous post).
Race #1: Before we
could leave for Panama, we had to make a few purchases for the house. We ordered new carpet for the upstairs and
set up a time for it to be installed after the closing date but before our move
date. We needed to order our bed and
make sure it could be delivered on the right date as well; before move, but
after carpet. Then there was the
mountain of paper work for the loan that had to be sent in before we went off
the grid.
Race #2: We had adventure after adventure in Panama. It was a trip of a lifetime. But more on that later. We enjoyed every moment, but deep inside we
were still playing the waiting game; waiting for our house to sell, waiting for
the loan to come through, and waiting for the big move. Finally Sunday arrived and, after a week of
pretending the rest of the world did not exist, we were ripped from our
tropical paradise back to Indy and work life.
Race #1: No sooner
did we fall into a groggy, jetlagged sleep, did our wonderful Realtor call to
let us know we had a showing. We had
twenty minutes to re-contain our traveling items, scoop up the pups, and get
out the door. But it was worth it. Later that evening, we got an offer on our
house. We were in full motion again,
signing papers, setting appointments, and making phone calls.
It is well into our work week now and we are balancing the
demands of work, family, friends, packing, signing, planning, and calling. We are in a full sprint. For now.
We know once everything is wrapped up it will be a short wait until we
close next week. At least, we hope.
UPDATE 3-27:
We hit another Red Light this week when our loan processor informed us that our loan would NOT be ready for closing on Friday. In fact , he said it wouldn't be ready for THREE WEEKS. We were angry. Very angry. But we decided to RUN this red light. Ronnie spent hours and hours on the phone with different departments, banks, and realtors. Soon, he had our wait time down to just 4 days. So.... HOPEFULLY we will be closing on April 31st. We will see. *fingers crossed*
