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House buying update: leaving home to go home, hoping to come home to a home

Weather permitting, we're flying to Ontario to spend a week with family starting tomorrow. Meantime, the home-buying process is nearly at a close.

We've signed numerous documents at the lawyer's office ... signed documents with the mortgage broker ... signed documents to take over the rental of the propane tank ... seen the number for closing costs (gulp!) ... now it's down to the wire.

We'll return to Halifax late on the Monday after xmas. Tuesday morning we're due at the bank to sign a pile of papers. If the money goes through properly, we'll have a final tour of the property early Wednesday morning, do the deed at the lawyer's office, get our keys ..... and then I have to go to work. Damn, I keep missing the prime champagne-style-beverage opportunities!

So, there are some crucial deadlines ahead. Two big scary factors involve the fact that the big wrap-up is on December 31. The vendors' lawyer insists his office closes at noon, despite the fact that the vendors insisted they wanted a December 31 closing date. Also, the banks close early on the 31st. So, money-wise, we're really closing on the 30th, probably paying an extra day's interest just so we can be sure the transaction goes through. Not that I'm worried. Much. Really.

Of course, if the kind of weather Ontario's had in the past day repeats itself on Monday the 29th, the whole thing could be a wash and we could end up out in the cold. Ha! Ahem. Let's hope not.

And for those who're wondering what the holy heck I'm doing up this early -- and on a SATURDAY no less -- I'm working. Yes, working at 4:30 (arrived at 5am thanks to the attentive fleet of Casino Taxi drivers who ignored my pickup request for about a quarter of an hour). One extra day of overtime that'll hopefully let me take two weeks off in January to TCB at the new house before and during the move.

Oh, interesting news about my grand visions of a wired home. I've acquired, through generous and clever sources, two half-used spools of Cat-6 cable. Now I just have to decide whether I'm going to tackle the installation of a future-proofed home network myself, or contract in someone who actually knows what he's doing. For the sake of the walls, joists and WAF*, I'm seriously considering getting a pro in there, even if I have to pay for it "myself" instead of having "us" fund it from "our" account.

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  1. Thanks for covering my shift.

    Good luck with the house-closing stuffs!

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