...ever ever going to close on this house. Well, that's seriously how this feels. I keep getting my hopes up and they keep getting pushed down. Again and again. This whole house-buying process has felt like this and I am just so over it.
It's not that we are never going to close. We are like 99% sure that we are. The problem is when. We don't know. We keep getting told that it will be this week. Then by the end of that week they say, "Next week." And part of me just wants to scream! We were supposed to close last Friday, then it turned into this Wednesday, then Thursday, then Friday. Now we're thinking next week. But I'm tired of telling people that this will be it because it keeps not being it. Plus what's also really frustrating is we have plans and we can't do anything to this house until we close. We were supposed to move our stuff out of our storage unit to the house this weekend so we could get rid of the unit. But now we're going to have to pay another month for that, too.
I am just so ready to start this new life. To finally be able to be our own little family. I love my parents and my siblings, but there comes a time when you just need to be on your own. I did everything in my life out of order. You're supposed to graduate, get a good job, move out, get married, then have kids. And I am not complaining, because I love my life. But I just want to reach that "move out" stage so I can finally start feeling like a real adult. Right now, I still feel like a child. And I hate that.
I am sorry for the rant. Today has just been a frustrating day.
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