Murphy Blinks

Since the beginning of last June Moose and I have had our house on the market. At the beginning of this year we had an offer but it fell through because the buyer couldn’t sell her house in time. The day we learned the offer had fallen through we learned another buyer was interested, only they didn’t have a house to sell. The date was set for July 12th. On June 20th, while we were at a family reunion in Monticello, we had more paperwork that we had to sign and get back to the realtor in less than six hours, only we didn’t have access to a printer or scanner. We managed to do some fancy computer work and sent it back. July 12th came, and went. We were given 24 hours to get a new addendum signed and faxed back to our realtor to change the date. It happened a second time. We also had to resign and resend the addendum we’d done while in Monticello. Apparently the first time we did it, it wasn’t legible, only they didn’t tell us for two weeks. Moose forged my signature.

The night of July 23rd we finally got the paperwork we were given 36 hours to have it notarized and back to the realtor, two hours away. In Utah the 24th of July is a state holiday. I had it off but Moose had to work. The other problem was roughly half of the businesses are closed, including our bank. The morning of the 24th we drove to Park City and found out that UPS was open and could do notary. We got everything signed and notarized and started driving back so Moose could get to work. At that point we realized we hadn’t signed with our middle initial or used blue pen as specified. We called the lender who told us we had to do it over. At that point we were home, so we drove back to Park City, the lady was nice enough to pull the package and we did it again, this time using middle initials and blue ink.

I spent the afternoon with my parents and they were able to wire the money to the lender. Our bank was closed. When we arrived at the bank I realized I’d left the information in my car, back at my parents’ house. My mother was a good sport and made the trip, again. We got the money wired and I relaxed for the rest of the day. I breathed too early.

Wednesday morning the lender called Moose and said we missed a notary. We had to have it signed, notarized and back to them as soon as possible. A coworker of mine is a notary so Moose drove to my work. I was able to scan in the paper and email it to the lender. A couple of hours later we received another phone call that we hadn’t transferred enough money. I called my parents in a panic. My father told me not to worry. He and my mother wired the rest of the balance.

I was not in a good mood. Everything had to be done by end of business day. At four-thirty, Murphy blinked. We are no longer home owners. My mother said that Murphy didn’t blink but that we out lasted him. I hope I never have a battle with Murphy again.

And yesterday, July 31st, was our 5th wedding anniversary. I'm lucky to have Moose. Life is good!