The process started last June, 2016 when we listed the home. The home sold pretty fast so the packing started. I figured that I'd pack up some of the things that I didn't use that often. After all, I'd be unpacking in a couple of months.
Not so fast.
Then we had a buyer who was perfect. He was a contractor and had all sorts of plans for the home. He had his house in escrow and he wanted to close quickly so we went crazy packing up everything only leaving the things we'd absolutely need for a few weeks. After all, we'd be unpacking in a few weeks. We were assured that his buyer was solid.
Or so we thought.
The NIGHT before the buyers documents were to be signed we found out that his loan had been denied. Un-fricking-believable. It took a week to process that bubble being burst. We decided to unpack and put the home back on the market in the spring. I didn't unpack everything. I figured that some of it I really didn't need and it would save time later.
In December that buyer came back. He had sold his home and still wanted ours. The little sticking point? Now we had to RE-PACK the house and find another home that we could close on quickly. Like in a month. At this point I'm ready to fall over but there is no time for that. We found a place that we actually loved and all the dominoes fell perfectly.
What wasn't perfect was me.
But, at least it was over.
January 17, 2017.
It was a LONG 7 months.
Just when I thought there would be a break in all this the humidity hit with a vengeance. I don't do well when the rain rolls in and an increase in the humidity and barometric pressure causes havoc. So, it's back to feeling like crapola.
I found out that I need to make lists.
Three most stressful things in life?
I've found that moving may cause the other two on the list.
I never want to do it again.
I said never.........