The last few days have been very nerve racking to say the least. We needed to get a final house inspection. Since the moron didn't complete the paperwork back in 2006 when we purchased the home and repairs were done before our lender would sign off. Amazed, that after my husband coming almost unglued in the guys office, we paid their fee of $200 and ordered the dang inspection. This was on a Friday and they didn't know when they could come out, but would schedule something with us next week, sometime. I assumed this process was going to take about 2 - 3 weeks. However to our amazement on Monday we got a call and the same person from before was going to come out that same day. Now I knew this was not going to go well. How could it? My husband had just yelled at him a few days ago and told him it was not our problem he could not do his job correctly. The guy seemed fine when he was here. He was of that mind set to only speak with the person in the house waring the pants, but besides that fact, we did okay. He worked with us and said he would have something together to give to our Realtor the next day (Tue). Tue came and went and it still was not done. Now today is Wed and I got a call from the Realtor who said he got a hold of said guy and he is working on it and would have it done very soon. That was 8am and I didn't see the report until 3pm. Wow, government people sure work slow! I could even do that job!! Anyway, the report was then sent to the lender and the lender (hugs to them) looked at it then and there. They were happy and the paperwork is being finalized to be sent off to the closing office for our signatures (Friday).
When my Realtor was telling me all this I was so overcome with joy, happiness that I started to puke! So happy I was on the phone with him and not in person. All I could hear on the other end was, "Are you okay?!". I tried to regain composure to close the conversation and hit the toilet again.
High emotions one way or the other is not a good thing with Gastroparesis, so I have been finding out!
I called my husband and we decided we had time to meet up at the new apartment place to sign the application. On my way there it was rush hour traffic. I can only thank God that I didn't puke then too. It was so very close a few times and I had to swallow it down. If anybody has ever been in this boat, you know what I mean and we don't wish that on anybody! Yuck!!
Apartment is signed, we have a load in the truck of boxes to take tomorrow morning and all is well. Now off to a good nights sleep (probably not, but thought I should close that way).
