Utter Shit

I have this deal, I may or may not have already shared some details (I tend to write and bitch and delete).  But anyway, it is a short sale.  And with everything that in going on in this market, one would think that the banks could get their shit together  and consolidate this whole process so that a 30 day escrow does not take 4 months to close and have all the work crammed into the last 10 days.

But none of the banks are asking ME to fix their shit, so instead I am dealing with a bunch of unmotivated morons.

I think last Friday was when I lost it.  This week I have been anxious – but that is only because there was a small chance we could get it all done before  Monday.  The three things that needed to happen were to 1) find the owner and have him sign some documents (he was AWOL), 2) have bank approval for the sale (essentially saying that they will release title while taking half of the money they actually loaned on the property) and 3) that unicorns fly out of my butt.

I was putting my money on the unicorns.

About an hour ago I unclenched.  There is no longer any way to close it this month.  The bank can grant my buyer more money to pay points for her loan (extending this escrow will cost money and since I have done everything on MY end, my client is not paying for shit) or they can let it go to foreclosure and we can attempt to buy it then.

So….learning to be zen.  I am now ambivalent.  I have done more than could ever be expected of me, and I can no longer perform in this constant fire drill frame of mind.  My client is in the same space.  The difference being that she can ignore it all, I do still have to pay attention in case there is a call to action.

But I can now relax.  I have wanted to rest and was unable.  In a matter of moments, I am taking a handful of nyquil and passing out.  And I can do so without guilt.

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In other news:  I had a vet come and do a house call.  My last attempts to take the cats to vet ended like this and this.  I had an appointment at my regular vet and we discussed using Ketamine to sedate the younger cat.  Then I decided that I would prefer she stick him in the parking lot, since I did not want to deal with him smelling the place, freaking out and then getting the shot.

Then one of my genius friends asked if vets did house calls.  My friends are so smart!

It took 15 minutes for both cats.  They both got looked over and their yearly shots and there was no real drama.  They each hissed once, but that is NOTHING like the growling and spitting of years past.

Another reason to be zen…..

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Not Zen:  There is a very painful bump in my armpit.  Very painful.  Very bumpy.  Cancer does not hurt, right?  Plugged hair follicle or ingrown hair, right?  Never had either before and all I can say is OUCH!