Today, I was Alexander. My day started out great: I was positive, optimistic, and thrilled about being a homeowner in just a few days. But then, things took a turn for the worse. I’m stressful and anxiety ridden by nature (and sometimes a cynic, although I would argue that I’m really more of a realist), and this home buying process has not made things on that end any better. In the span of 24 hours we went from being told we needed X amount of dollars to close to X amount plus $2,000 more cash needed to close. Cue the stress.
Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, by Judith Viorst
He could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. He went to sleep with gum in his mouth and woke up with gum in his hair. When he got out of bed, he tripped over his skateboard and by mistake dropped his sweater in the sink while the water was running. He could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. Nothing at all was right. Everything went wrong, right down to lima beans for supper and kissing on TV.
Luckily, I’m not going through this process alone and I’ve got a partner and family members who love me, even on these terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days. The husband made me steak and brussel sprouts for dinner, which I ate while taking a bubble bath, like a true adult.
Update: Don’t worry about us – we found out the next day that we actually only needed a couple of hundred dollars less than the X amount of dollars originally quoted to us, so the stress and anxiety was all for nothing. We have plenty of money and we will close on our house. I have been told by other homeowners that this swinging of thousands of dollars at the last second is not unique – doesn’t it make you feel great as an American that this process is as clouded, confusing, and stressful as it is? (I hope that you are picking up on my sarcastic tone).