I am stressed. Turns out I'm not super great at handling it, either.
My poor insides have been tortured, twisting and churning and trying to make my very very unhappy. My stress-related IBS has flared, making life unpleasant. I'm tired. I'm irritable. I'm depressed. I NEED TO GET THIS HOUSE BUYING MADNESS OVER WITH!!
At least 75% of my recent stress is house-building and -purchasing related. The final walk-through and warranty wrap-up is tomorrow. But as of Tuesday we still didn't have a full-painted exterior, the sump pump in the basement wasn't working leading to standing water and a bit of mold, the powder room sink was ripped out due to a leak, the microwave hasn't been installed, the wrong kitchen island was installed, only half the window-coverings were in, someone spilled paint on the tile floor, we are missing a few heat registers and our inspector found a handful of minor issues that are easy to fix but still take time. All this is supposed to be completely finished by tomorrow at 11:00 am. If not, we have to do a SECOND walk through before the closing to make sure everything is finished.
To top it off, the damn mortgage company keeps asking for more stuff, or letters to explain previously-acquired information, to "finilize everything for write-off." Huh? Why not figure out everything you need from me and ask once instead of calling me three times a week and freaking me out?!!
And so, as you can see, the stressful two-week period before I buy a house is in full stressful bloom for all the world to see. And don't even get me started on packing.
This too shall pass. And when it does I will have a lovely home for many years to come. I need only to survive the next 10 days, the finishing and purchasing and packing and moving, and I will be fine. Fine fine fine. I just need to breathe. Sleep a little more. Eat more vegetables. And breathe again.
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