Today SUCKED. The mortgage company called today, and said they couldn’t do the loan. AFTER they’d guaranteed the loan and sent painters out to paint the garage and the house. AFTER our agents talked to the bank this morning and okayed the painters going out.
Turns out even though the underwriter was okay with it the “investor” was not. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN NICE TO KNOW. So my husband called the realtor and our NEW mortgage people and they said that they couldn’t have financed the house anyway, it WOULDN’T HAVE BEEN LEGAL.
You’ve got to be kidding me. The new mortgage person said it would’ve taken her an hour of working on our file to figure this out.
So all the back and forth of the last two weeks, for NOTHING.
Now we have to get another house before the end of August (you’re kidding right?) I just don’t know how I feel about all this. We have no church, we have no friends. I just wonder if or what we’re supposed to be doing….are we supposed to stay here, or what? Is this a message?
It’s fine, the house wasn’t meant to be and I’m okay with that. It’s just a house, there’s another one we could find if that’s what we’re supposed to be doing. I just don’t know if it is.
I think I’m going to go back to Mn, and be with my husband. Let my parents take Grant to Yellowstone, and take some time off.
I’m so sick of this crap.
