All I've been thinking about lately is our new home. We went out this weekend to buy paint and blinds and fun stuff like kitchen cabinet organizers and guest bath towels. I was counting down the seconds until Wednesday at 3pm, when we were scheduled for our final walk through, and closing at 4pm.
I just got a phone call from the builder. Less than two days before closing. We can't close.
I have so much anger and sadness built up inside my right now, I don't know whether to cry or scream, but I feel like doing both. Apparently the township won't issue a C/O due to the freaking slope of the freaking driveway. So they have to redo it. They are "assuming" that we'll be able to close in May.
I was so ready. I changed my address. I set up my utilities. I packed. My mom was coming on Friday to help me paint all weekend. I took days off of work. I started a huge pile of "Stuff to bring on Wednesday" in the middle of the living room.
I'm experiencing a level of frustration that I haven't felt in a very long time.