Well, it’s here. The day I am supposed to close on the condo.
Only I don’t know if I’m closing yet.
You see, what with new underwriting guidelines (and because of what I am believing to be pure incompetence on the part of my mortgage Lender) the final bits of necessary loan paperwork only were submitted yesterday morning.
And we have not heard back from the underwriters yet as to whether the loan is approved or not.
SEVEN FUCKING HOURS BEFORE CLOSING!!!
I have a packed up apartment and I have no idea if I will be moving tomorrow or not. Hell, at this point, I don’t know if I’m my new years eve is going to be spent hunting for a new apartment or not!
Oh yes. Did I tell you? I already gave notice at my current place and they have already found a new tenant for my apartment. So either the condo deal goes through or I’m technically homeless.
No pressure or anything.
I am so stressed out that it’s made me sick. Literally sick.
And the clock keeps ticking…