I have been remiss. I apologize to you and your family, unreservedly, for any and all slights. Both real and imagined. Is that overdone? I missed posting Tuesday in my regular and timely manner.
But I have decent excuses. First and foremost, it’s tax season. That eats a few hours. Second, I am buying a house and pushing on all to get it closed in time to move in over the 4 day holiday weekend. And I am proactive on both. I don’t wait for the agent, the lender or title to do things when they see fit. I keep on all of them and push them to move faster and go higher than they thought possible in order to achieve what I want. Yes, I am annoying, but only when required. If you let these folks do as they want you will wait forever. I haven’t got all day.
Well, Tuesday was very busy at times and very boring at most.
I was up and out of the hotel by 8. Btw, the in tool coffee was truly awful even by in room coffee standards. Brown, hot and not drinkable. Dumped it.
The signing is at a Starbucks about a mile up the street. Can’t do it at signers house cause of spouse issues. Ever been married? Ya, that. Got here about 8 for signing at 10. Early but I’m out of town so what is there to do. I bought a large ice coffee and a newspaper. I read the hell out of the paper and sipped coffee. For almost two hours till signer showed up. A few minutes later, notary showed up. Done in fifteen minutes.
Had a few words with the two of them, grabbed the signed docs and headed north on the 5 to Visalia. I would regale you with anecdotes, stories, bon mots, etc about the drive but, let’s face it, it was dull and colorless. Stopped for fuel in Grapevine. Took a leak. Off again to Visalia. Took 4 hours. Not bad since the drive started in LA.
Visalia is a horrible place. It’s dead but doesn’t know it. But, 100K people call it home. Sad. I was thirty minutes early for the signing. But, I was ready. I had the signed docs from the am, just waiting for second signatures. This signing was like the first, quick and email easy. Once signed I gathered all the docs together and went to FedEx. Dropped them in priority overnight and my workday was done. What to do? Oh yeah, go home.
I left Visalia at a high rate of speed. I really hate the place. I am headed home. Roads were clear as was the rain. No slow going, I was pushing 85 all the way. Only one gas stop. No delays. I made Vacaville by 930.
This all qualifies as a long day. I went to bed quickly after getting home.
Wednesday, was slower. But, I am still trying to insure a quick close to the home purchase. So, upon arising, I immediately called title to make sure docs had arrived. Tracking had them coming at 930.
So I ran through the usual morning chores feed, feed, lunch, coffee. Usual. Got all done. Got all ready. Spent a half an hour dealing with the flooded garage, and left for work. Called title at 930. She was waiting on finding. So I called lender to see what there was a delay. These promised done by noon.
Got to work. My 12 was a no show. I spent that time making callbacks. Then started working on tax returns. Called lender. They had just funded. Called title, told her to verify funding of loan, while I was on hold, it funded. Asked how long till it records? 130. I cheerfully said I would call back
Back to work, more taxes. Till 130. Called title. Deed has recorded. The eagle has landed. I called Emily and shared the news. She was strangely calm. We are finally done. Now we, and a bank, own a house. I can now move on to other things. Like moving. I can stop thinking about all the fun things I have been put through in the last 90 days. I can cancel my daily Zillow mail. This is good.
Client and wife came in at 4 for appointment. Wait, they came in at 435 for a 4 appointment. They blamed traffic and the huge rainstorm. Likely excuse. I finished off their two tax returns in 30 minutes but they stayed and asked all sorts of questions for another hour.
They did finally leave at six when I told them I had another appointment coming in. But, he did not come till 630. Why is the last one of the day so late? Seems very rude.
I have to drive up to Auburn tonight. So I want to be done. I made a deal to pay $15k to seller outside escrow at close. We closed. Have to go tonight. Need this last client to be quick. Well, he wasn’t. I had all his info reviewed and in the file in 15 minutes for prep tomorrow. But, he had questions. Pointless, stupid, questions. Time consuming questions. He had bought a Tesla and spent 15 minutes telling me why it was the greatest cat in the world. I could not get rid of him. He finally left after 730. I shut down and jumped in the car.
Auburn is not that far away. I had my cashier check. I drove fast. 60 mph even. Did I forget to mention? It’s raining buckets, the roads are not safe. I drove 55 mostly. Used the time wisely making phone calls. In the rain. In the car.
Got to Auburn, went to agents office, slipped the envelope through the mail slot. Off to the car. Drive back home. Only 70 miles. I feel like I have been driving for days. But, with that check, we are done.
I got to Vacaville by 905. Emily has told me to grab food. All restaurants I drove by were closed. Nothing. I went home. Emily was ready for bed. Me too but I had to find food. All pantry’s are packed. I managed to find something to eat in fridge. Instant microwave breakfast. Yummy.
After that I went to bed. It’s late. I blogged for a while.