Monday, August 1st, 7:15 AM. Panic. Sheer panic. Call our broker. We can't do this!
Breathe. Breathe. Just breathe.
E-mail to broker (it's way too early for phone calls). "We need to pull the plug on this deal. How do we do that?"
10:57 AM. E-mail from broker, "What Happened? Call Me..."
Thankfully, our broker is a friend of mine since junior high school (a VERY long time). She knows me. Plus, she's been doing this forever. She knows how the process can slide south - and slide back. She talked us off the ledge and we sat tight. And waited.
4:30 that afternoon my husband called and asked, "Do you want to go look at it again?"
We managed to stay away that day, but as the sun set we continued to dream of the possibilities.
Day Three
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