Summer Lashley and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

So yesterday was the day we were supposed to close on our adorable house on Meadow Lane.  Keep in mind it's been under contract for over a month now (i.e. off the market, sold, we can be excited about our move because the huge burden/nightmare of having two mortgages is off of us).

Here I am snapping pics of the kids last night in their rooms at the adorable house on Meadow Lane.  Trying to savor those last moments in this house before another sweet family made it their own.  

Here I am in my nostalgic and blissfully naive state as I watched my child make his sweet sleep sounds on his last night in the adorable house on Meadow Lane.  

And then on Monday we moved.  And sweet Mia immediately went to organizing her new room and asking for turquoise and purple stripes on the walls.

I immediately bit my tongue and eeked out a, "We'll see," while physically restraining myself from rearranging those shelves.

And then on Tuesday I was blissfully unaware that my house was a disaster because I spent the entire day organizing my pantry.

I had dreamed of having a pantry all my adult life and I finally had it.

So what if there is a giant fake palm tree in my entry covered in 6 inches of dust?

And so what if they left a ginormous weight machine that takes up half of the garage and takes an army to move less than a centimeter?

I have a pantry, darnet, and I'm not going to let any part of this quirky, spider-ridden house get me down.

Not even the built-in wet bar with a giant hole where an ice maker used to be.  No siree bob.  I'm happy.

And then Wednesday came.  The day we were supposed to close on the adorable house on Meadow Lane.  And I wasn't even sad anymore.  The pantry had quite a healing effect on me.

And then we got a phone call, "I'm sorry but the people that were buying your house TODAY didn't get the loan."

Translation:  "You've had your house off the market for a month and now you have to start all over.  And it has no furniture in it.  And it's coming into winter and no one likes to move in the winter.  And you still own it so you still have to pay for it.  And basically, you're screwed, have a nice day."

So, anyone want to buy an adorable house on Meadow Lane?  It's already had inspections.  The repairs are done.  And the owners are desperate.