We received a phone call this afternoon to inform us that due to the governments inability to do anything on time, our closing date is being pushed back for as long as TWO WEEKS. I might go insane...more so than I already am that is. They are questioning whether or not the house is in a flood zone, and apparently checking FEMA's website and seeing the actual flood map is not good enough. Matt offered to e-mail it to them...but NOOOOO...we have to send the same gosh-darn appraiser that was there last week and DIDN'T CHECK. Ugh.
We did what any normal red-blooded American would do in a similar situation....we went to Chili's and drowned our sorrows in a bottomless dish of chips and salsa.
Rest assured...we will be moving. Eventually. Until then I will be rotating the same two outfits, since those are the only ones that are not packed in a box piled in my living room.
Now....where did I pack that wine....