Timeline of Torture

Here's a rough estimate of how things have gone down with our move. Keep in mind that in between the points I list here are countless other irritations and frustrations, but to list them all would take about a week.

• May17 we put an offer in on a house. This is the day Abbie is diagnosed with a brain tumor
• May 21 - we hear from our agent that the offer has been accepted. The ball is set to begin rolling on Tuesday the 13 of June.
• Abbie's broviac surgery is scheduled for June 12. The hospital assures us that they will get us out of there in time to close on our house.
• June 12- while in the OR waiting room, we hear the the closing on our house has been cancelled. After much discussion, a new date is set for June 14, in the morning, before we close on our new house.
• June 13- the closing on our house is again cancelled. We again reschedule everything for later the next day.
• June 14 - the closing is AGAIN cancelled. At this point, our house is full of family who have come to help us move. We spend the day putzing around the half-empty house. Chris goes on the offensive, taking over for our realtor and negotiating everything himself. We are hopeful that things will be fixed by the next day, and we decide to keep the movers we hired, and ask them to hold our stuff overnight if need be.
• June 15 - Both closings are scheduled for this afternoon, after Chris literally tracks down the selling agent using the internet, and shows up at her office. He speaks to everyone involved, including the lender of the guy buying our house. He learns nothing good about our own agent. ONE HOUR before the scheduled closing on our house, it is again cancelled.
• We are now just waiting to see what happens. For now we are scheduled to close on our house tomorrow, but who really believes that? We have not heard back from the selling agent on the house we wanted to buy, so who knows if that will go through??? The movers are booked through the weekend, so if we can't move into a new house tomorrow, they will have to re-move our stuff back into our old house.
• If things do not go through tomorrow, we are not going to move at all. We will cancel both house sales, and just unpack back into our old, cramped, but now sparklingly clean townhouse.

I think we've cycled through a few of the stages of grief, landing us in "complete ambivilance to everything" with an occasional occurance of "angry enough to chew off the nose of the next person to look cross-eyed at us."

Have a good night! I'm off to lay down on our bare floor and pretend to sleep while gnashing my teeth to a fine white powder.