Whoo, yesterday. And today.
One of the most astounding things about this whole “buying a house” process has been that teeny-tiny little things (like getting a signature, or waiting for a call back) can take forever – like seriously, weirdly forever – but then once in awhile tectonic plates will shift and it’ll be all YOU NEED TO DO THESE EIGHT MILLION THINGS RIGHT NOWWWWWWW. (Picture those words spoken by Arnold Schwarzenegger, please.)
That’s what happened on Thursday. And then again today.
Yesterday morning I took Indy with me to set in New Jersey, where we were filming a Better TV segment (that’s him with the crew of babysitters aged 6-16 who lived in the house we were renting to shoot in, and who were the most adorable girls ever and did adorable things like curl up with my son and watch cartoons while feeding him bottles and doting on him), and on the way up I got a call that we might be closing the very next day (which would be today).
And when “you might be closing tomorrow” goes on the table, the list of things that have to happen IMMEDIATELY spirals out of control.
Call the mover beg the mover to move you on the day you need to move call the wireless provider schedule the cable installation GET YOUR CAR DELIVERED NOWWWWW (and pay for it) call the insurance provider get additional documentation to underwriter write wholly unforeseen and heartbreakingly large checks to random companies you’ve never heard of learn about tax laws in obscure Westchester townships completely reschedule fifty or sixty appointments around potential moving day then reschedule them all again when potential moving day changes…
you get the point.
But in any case…
Yeah, we did it.
Boom.
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