Speed Bumps-- Or Brick Walls?

Why is it that when you're stressed out about one element in your life, it snowballs and makes everything else in your life stressful?

Homebuying is stressful. It's very "hurry-up and wait." One minute you're running around frantically, questioning everything you're signing, wanting to read all of what you're signing, but you don't have the luxury of time to do that, so you sign away...

Only to realize you forgot something. And then that waiting period ignites into flames of frenzy, and once you've done your part, you're back to waiting again.

Did I ever mention I am one of the most impatient people on Earth? And when I am waiting for something, I am like a speed-addicted fire ant having withdrawals.

Our wonderful Realtor got back to us last night, and so we took off for her office to sign an offer. She had to print out the gazillion pages, so we took Marley for a walk.

The sales agreement we signed was mandated by the condo association (which is named "Bedrock Court," which makes the theme song to The Flintstones pop up in my head), and the agreement appeared to be written by a lawyer green from law school with not enough knowledge of the real estate industry. It had certain fields missing like the line to write the name and amount of the loan (you would think the Seller would think this was important), and a line for the timeline we want to give the Seller for a response for an Accept, Counter, or Rejection.

But we signed away, flew through the HOAs, signed some more, and went home. I zombied out playing video games. Rob fell asleep on the couch.

And after a horrific nightmare last night (I have really, really fucked up dreams), I woke up unsure if we mentioned in the offer that we were requesting the seller pay $5000 of our closing costs.

I e-mailed our Realtor to mention that little voice in my head, and she replied back with a "Yikes!" I replied back with a, "Crap...what do we do now?"

She called me a little later, and mentioned that we need to sign an addendum mentioning the Seller paying a portion to the closing costs, and fax it back to her ASAP.

So we did, and now...we wait. The Seller could accept, counter, or reject our offer.

Hurry Up.

Wait.

Hurry Up.

Wait.