Keys

I feel like I should write something profound here (as if I were capable) but right now I am just too happy and tired to bother.  The fact that my main man Josh rolled up with a bottle of Gentleman Jack isn’t really contributing much to my verbosity, either.  Good lookin’ out.

I have a house now.

Nearly There…

So, we went in yesterday to sign the loan docs to finalize the purchase of our house.  The Wife and I both took the day off of work.  To be fair, it wasn’t just to sign papers- we also had to vote (hooray for Obama!  Boo on Prop 8!) and go to an ultrasound appointment (Papers is rocking strong).  We drug the Littledoo in tow, and drove all the way up to Redlands.  When we got there, to our shock, we discovered that instead of recieving back all or most of our $2250 deposit (which we were led to believe would happen) we instead were being asked to pay an additional $1500.  That puts us $3750 further in debt than we were expecting.  You hear about this kind of crap happening all the time, but it was still a shock.

Anyway, we are negotiating with the lender, and it looks like they are going to be able to magically whisk away the additional $1500, but we are still on the hook for the deposit.  It is shocking to me that buying a house is pretty much the same as buying a used car, simply with more zeros attached.  They know they have you by the balls right at the end, and you don’t have any other options without cancelling escrow.

Whatever.  We’ll figure it out.  I should be posting something about the feel of the keys in my hand within a week.  I hope.

Godless

As a Christian with left-leaning politics, I would like to join North Carolina in telling Elizabeth Dole exactly where she can stick it.  I am starting to think that there may be hope for our nation after all.