deep breaths.
the mortgage man completely spaced our application for a home equity line of credit.
you know, the loan that was going to make it possible for us to conquer the cash flow situation created by getting married the summer after a year of full-time graduate study, followed closely on by a cross-country move.
because he flaked on the paperwork, we can no longer get through the process by july 12, the day we leave for seattle. which means . . .
i don't know what it means. i'm kind of scared to think about it. i know if i had been a little more on the ball, i'd have gotten this process started months ago, but months ago i was in school, and i was kind of hoping that when dealing with bankers i could finally let down my guard about checking up on everyone else's chores and trust that the person who was supposed to get it done would just freaking get it done.
the seamstress and the jeweler who's making our wedding bands are also overdue to call me, potentially dropping balls i similarly left in their court as i type this. jesus christ. nothing stimulates anxiety like the world proving that it's warranted.
you know, the loan that was going to make it possible for us to conquer the cash flow situation created by getting married the summer after a year of full-time graduate study, followed closely on by a cross-country move.
because he flaked on the paperwork, we can no longer get through the process by july 12, the day we leave for seattle. which means . . .
i don't know what it means. i'm kind of scared to think about it. i know if i had been a little more on the ball, i'd have gotten this process started months ago, but months ago i was in school, and i was kind of hoping that when dealing with bankers i could finally let down my guard about checking up on everyone else's chores and trust that the person who was supposed to get it done would just freaking get it done.
the seamstress and the jeweler who's making our wedding bands are also overdue to call me, potentially dropping balls i similarly left in their court as i type this. jesus christ. nothing stimulates anxiety like the world proving that it's warranted.
posted by L. at 12:21 PM
2 Comments:
o my friend! i'm so sorry peeps are blowing. that's so lame.
it's a drag when you have to babysit people who should have their crap together.
buck up! breathe. it'll all work out, even if the process is sucky.
oh, kate--when i read this:
>>it's a drag when you have to babysit people who should have their crap together.
i thought you meant bailey and toby, like actual childcare, and i was like, wow, harsh.
but really, when are those toddlers going to get their fricking crap together?
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