Kissing our knuckles,
Kneeling on knives, keenly knit.
Kicking out the kings.
So, everything is speeding up. We did want to move during the holiday weekend, especially since I have Friday the 13th off as well as the Monday. Thought it might happen, when the seller wanted us to close on an earlier date, but were told no. As of yesterday, that changed to a "Well, fine then." We'd accepted it, stopped asking, planned for the next week. Instead, D had to have all the utilities switched over earlier. We are glad of the time. But this has completely thrown my schedule into disarray. Oh, I can do it, no problem, but I've been working to this plan in my head, and now it all has to be readjusted. Or we just wing it.
When moving, I really like having a clear plan, however full of "ifs." I'd given up the idea of this IF because it was the easy option, unavailable.
I'm trying not to notice that the home mortgage rates are down from when we locked in, and still dropping. We had to take the boat at the dock when we were there, can't worry that the next one along was cheaper. Our boat is still as good as it was, and the fare is still fair.
2 comments:
Karate killed Ken.
Kippers and kudos smell of
kabalistic kant.
Your house sounds ideal. What ever faults it might turn out to have, there surely cant be any wood stoves lurking unnoticed.
Here there is often a guarantee with a locked mortgage that if the rate drops, you get the lowest rate, but if the rate rises, you get the rate at time of guarantee. I guess it doesn't work this way for you.
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