Just got the call from Dave The Mortgage Guy, the powers-that-be say I’m good to go! “The package” is headed to the title company, which will then send me my HUD1 and I’ll know exactly how much I’ll be coughing up at settlement Friday afternoon. With this, all I have to do is sit back and wait to sign a bazillion pieces of paper. Then “my” house will be…my house.
Okay, off to breathe into a paper bag. Buying a house was a good idea, right? Big grown-up-girl thing to do, yes?
Now is the time I wish I knew how to meditate.