The Suspense is Killing Me Too

I didn't mean to give you a cliffhanger at the end of my last post. Certainly not one with such delayed gratification. I am also (not so) patiently waiting for the news. I can tell you what I'm not waiting for...

• No, I'm not pregnant.
• I'm not waiting for any sort of test result
• I'm not getting married

Oh, I'll just spill it, prematurely of course, which is against my better judgement b/c I don't trust anything until it's in writing, but I'll throw caution to the wind. It's not really that big of a deal anyway, just that I got called to do an interview a couple of weeks ago with another program. Weeks had gone by and I assumed I hadn't been chosen for the position. Well, I got a call on Monday from the Human Resources lady saying that they'd like to offer me the position. It is supposed to be a raise, a full pay grade up from mine, which is something I've been patiently waiting for. The conversation went something like this, cementing that Government HR is, well, dumb.

I pick up the phone, "This is Kate"

"You've been selected for a position"

"Really? What program?"

"Ummm," shuffles papers, "Um, it looks like yada yada"

"That's not a program. Look for words like ______"

"Oh, here it is, program whatever. Do you want the job?"

"What's the salary? When is the start date?"

"Ummmm, I'm not sure. Are you interested?"

"I'm interested, but need more details before I can officially say yes or
no"

"Ok, I'll call you back this afternoon with the final offer."

She has not called. I called her yesterday and she said she was still trying to figure out the final offer. Why is that you would call someone when you had no information about the job at all? Does that make any sense? So of course I told my current job and now they are scrambling to try and keep me and get me the promotion that they've been promising me for 6 months. It's just so...strange. Everything is up in the air. Will I be getting the huge raise I've been praying for?

So I continue to look at my phone every two seconds to make sure it is plugged in. Keep your fingers crossed.

Its a Though She's Trying to Kill Me

This house thing is getting to be too much. It's 1 am, I can't sleep, and I should be celebrating right now because our offer was accepted. However, the seller's realtor seems to put a monkey wrench in anything she can to get us to not get this house...but has no problem selling it to others. I'm starting to think it's a race issue and I'm getting pissed.



Here's the deal. We put in a low offer on this house a few weeks ago, expecting a counter, or even a rejection. We get nothing. NOTHING. So we talk about it and decide that since this sale requires Third Party Approval, that we'll put in our high end offer and just wait. Ok, so this is what we do. All of a sudden, the seller accepts it and says we have 30 days to close. We gently remind her that we need the Third Party Approval (TPA) and she signs an addendum saying that we don't have to do all this stuff (appraisals, inspections) until the bank approves. DUH. So on Wednesday I get a call from our Realtor saying that they approved the sale on the house for our asking price, but that they would not cover closing costs. We look at our finances and decide, you know what, we want this house, so we'll accept the Bank's offer, good to go. Our Realtor calls theirs and has to leave a message to accept. Then our Realtor goes online and looks at the listing. The Seller's agent has posted online that the Bank has approved the sale for "Blank" dollars and won't cover closing. Hurry up they want to close now. I'm sorry, but isn't this our offer to respond to since we have a contract in? Fast forward to Thursday morning, when she calls our Realtor who asks her why she has changed the price of the home, as well as volunteering our offer to others. Their Realtor says, "Oh, if they want it, just give me an offer of "5K less than Blank" and we'll get it ratified, etc. Our Realtor says that we accept this price and we'll send the paperwork. We get the stuff signed and then Mircea says to me "why would they offer it to us at 5k less than what they offered yesterday?" Good question. So our brains are just spinning right now. Of course I signed the papers yesterday that said the 5k less amount, because that is what the Realtors discussed, but why the heck would that even be the case? Why would they give that to us? I really think she made us do a counter offer to wait for another offer and start some bidding war. Why would she do this? I mean, am I supposed to trust a woman who it appears really doesn't know how to do her job? Why do we get a special deal? Why the hell couldn't we have just said "we'll do the full price", but who in their right mind would do that when she made that offer to our Realtor?



Ok, I know that I probably sound like a ranting lunatic, but what the hell is this? This is already the most stressful thing I've ever done in my life, I'm borrowing from my retirement to do it, I'm taking a huge step with my boyfriend, and I can't get straight answers from anyone. If we lose this house because of this 5k difference, I am going to fall to pieces. To pieces. I'm already there because I have no idea what is going on, and in a great turn of events we're coming into a long weekend so I shouldn't expect anything until at least Tuesday, and oh wait, their realtor is a psycho so who knows what this whole set up is.



So that's why its Friday morning, 1 am, I'm on the verge of tears, I can't sleep at all (this is several days now) and I'm putting all my trust in a woman who it seems doesn't want us to have this house. I don't know if I need a hug, a drink, or someone to just tell me what the heck is going on. I know that it's going to be "ok", but if it's "ok" without us in this house because of a measley 5 grand, I think I will curl up in fetal position and not come out until Mircea finds some other house for us to buy. I'm done. I have expended everything I have into this and I'm pulling from reserves to get my work done at the office because that has been really stressful as well.

A Tad Overwhelmed

Where are my puffy kitties when I need them? I just need kitten kisses and hugs and I miss Fernie and Lily so much. I call Marc and say "Send me pictures of the kitties" and he says "All they do is sit" and I say "Please..." and all the pictures look the same, but I am still happy. He said that the cats really like his girlfriend and I think that's good. We raised our girls well!

I hate school. I have the wrong book for my strategic planning class and the wrong brain for my math class. It really sucks. And I should probably stop blogging and get on with the damned strategy class, but I want to just sleep. I've been at work since 5:15 because our contractor wanted to come in early and the guy who is usually here is out sick so I volunteered to come in at the ass crack of dawn to open the doors. I regret that, but I'll regret it more tomorrow. Ha, I can leave work now, but I think I'll stay longer to make up for the fact that I leave early for PT. Speaking of which, I thought my abs and buns class was last night...I got intercepted by Fred who worked my butt off again. I start to dread him. I think I'm going to go on a run tonight on base. I have this crazy fear of running and I need to make it fun again. Wish me luck!!