A Little Yarn On The Side

As it turns out, the buyer's inspector is so awful that he doesn't come back for the walkthrough unless he is PAID to do so, so we were spared his nonsense today.  (Really, one wonders why on earth these fools think he's so great) We guess the closing went okay, but it's not recorded yet and we ran into a bit of a snag with what to do with the proceeds for 3 days that won't cost us some sort of fee.  How weird is THAT?  Then there was a problem with our new purchase because our home owner's insurance agent was slow to get his stuff to the lender and almost cost us the closing date.  AND our movers--whom I had used before because I knew the family that started I but have unfortunately gone SERIOUSLY downhill as most family businesses do when family members who shouldn't be hired or promoted ARE, so they are the reason we are moving on Wednesday instead of Thursday and NOW I can't get a response to how they will be storing our things on Thursday which is ...

A week from today we move into our new house!!!!!!!  We are so ready to be done.  And we're HOPING to never, ever have any dealings with our buyers after Monday, because we're certainly not meeting them.  They're doing their walk through on the day of closing, and I've asked our realtor to be there for it.  Usually that isn't necessary, but their home inspector lied about several things, so we don't trust him and what the inspection is for is to inspect the requests they made--NOT all the stuff he missed the first time.  And of course the buyers wanted to make US drive 15+ miles away for the closing because--as we know--they are the centers of the known universe and no one else matters, but by this point our realtor's assistant is ready for them at every turn as we all now know to just expect problems.  We're almost done....we're almost done....we're almost done.... Work has been a bit surreal this week.  The first of the new people, who had bo...

Today marks 200 days since I last bought fabric, which is frankly becoming my bigger weakness.  As fabric is also much heavier than yarn, I hope that moving the whole fabric stash is going to keep me straight until I've made it at least two years without buying fabric.  It feels like I could do 10, but we'll see where we are with 2.  :)

As of yesterday, it has been two years since I last bought yarn!  And as long as I remember the fun of having to move the entire stash, I think I can make it another 2 years....

AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH.  Who would have thought that packing would be the FUN part of our lives right now? Our house sale closes on the 24th.  There have been addendums back and forth for several weeks addressing the date and that we are paying for the unnecessary sump pump thing.  All of a sudden on MONDAY evening the buyers notified our realtor that they want the sump pump garbage DONE by the 24th--now less than 2 weeks away.  The contractor even specified in his proposal that he was booked 2 weeks out, but our buyers actually thought everyone would just drop everything because they decided at the last minute that this had to happen, and he couldn't do it.  We offered to move the closing to accommodate this new demand, knowing full well that they would lose their rate lock and rates have now gone up, but when you're dealing with people who live in the Fantasy Land, it isn't at all clear to them that just wanting something isn't going...

We've now had 3 REPUTABLE companies look at the water in our crawl space and every single one of them has said there isn't really a problem because it's just because of the winter we had and that we don't need to do anything, that a sump pump is both overkill and pretty unethical, and 2 gave us much lower bids to do ACTUAL cleanup--but only when pressed because none of THEM are crooks.  But our buyers' home inspector specifically told them his buddy had to be the one to fix it, and unfortunately they believe him.  So crooked inspector will get his obvious kick-back, the crooked "water expert" will get to install yet another unnecessary sump pump, and we get to pay for it.  Being Idaho, neither restoration nor home inspection is licensed or anything, so the crooks can do anything and get away with it because somehow that's better, but our realtor is paying half of the rip off, and I keep telling myself that the inspector is also screwing over his own...