I'm sure we've all done it, but I have to say, moving sucks out loud. We plan to close on both the house we are selling and buying this Wednesday.
First I had to sell my house, which went great, it sold in less than 24 hours. But you still have to go through the home inspection, appraisal, and fixing all the crap that's wrong with it to make the buyers happy.
Next on the list, find a new house. Well, found it. It's a great 5BR/4Bath house that is 3 times the size of my current home. Why such a big house? For the love of God, I don't have a clue. The wife likes it and with the housing market in the crapper, it's in our price range. So now on to the inspection. Well, everything is fine, but we found some mold in the basement. Then it's time to hire a mold inspector who comes out and takes samples of the mold. We find that it's Aspergillus/Penicillium, which won't kill you or anything, but there is a ton of it in the air, 13,000 Count/m3, whatever that means. Normal is 2,000 or below. So we tell the seller and he agrees to take care of it using whomever I choose. So I find a guy, he goes in, scrubs the entire basement, floors, walls, floor joists upstairs, the works. Then he places these 2 air scrubbers that suck a ton of air through a filter and shoot it outside. Anyways, the mold inspector re-tests on Friday, the count hasn't changed a bit!!!
So I'm freaking out a bit, because come Wednesday, I'm officially homeless with a 2 month old baby. So come to find out, the idiots at the mold company didnt replace the filters on the air scrubbing machines, which is why the count hadn't changed, so they have been running them all weekend with fresh filters on them. We are having it retested Monday morning and will get the results Monday afternoon, that's when I'll know whether or not I'll be moving into that house, or finding a place to live while we find another house.
Then there's the actual moving part. I've boxed up everything I own, and I'm simply amazed at how much crap I have accumulated over the years. I plan to donate a ton to charity, because no human should have this much crap.
Here's the other thing about moving, I had gone ahead and changed my address to the new one and have everyone scheduled to come out Thursday or Friday to hook everything up. The alarm company, DirecTV, AT&T, a fence company, movers, the new refrigerator is being delivered... This could all be cancelled if we can't get the mold out. Man, it's just a stressful time. The only good news is that my little refrigerator in my office had 9 Coronas in it, and I couldn't let them go to waste, so I'm polishing off number 7 now.
I'll let you know how it goes. This is my therapy for the day. And remember, I'm still getting over the fact that I sold 11 guitars for a down payment (which I don't actually need because I'm financing 100%, but I'll use the money for furnishing the new place). 7 Jems gone, 4 strats gone... Good thing I have a DNA & PMC & 77FP & Taylor GC5 & Gibson Chet Atkins SST & a Fender Custom Shop Relic &... well, I still have some guitars I guess, but they are all packed up at the moment. Maybe I'll dig the DNA out and put my d*ck on it, that always makes me smile... Wish me luck!!