Finally, at 4:58 pm the evening before closing, the loan funded. Now, just the recording of documents stood between us and our new house. The rest of the night was spent finishing up packing - we were too excited to sleep!
At 12:30 the next day, the call came we'd been waiting so long to receive - the documents were recorded. We were homeowners! While tapping my fingers at my desk, waiting to get off work, my husband posted this on my Facebook page:
I sobbed. Put my head on my desk and just sobbed. This was something I'd dreamed of since I was a little girl. When I couldn't sleep at night, I'd think of redecorating the homes of my friends in my head. 20 years is a long time to wait for something you want so badly.
My boss, who was out of the country, called in to see how things were going and if I'd heard anything yet. I could barely talk, I was crying so hard. He laughed and told me to go home and take off Monday as well.
After racing to our rental, we threw some boxes into our car and drove to our new house. As we stood on the front porch, I pointed to the door.
"Babe, do you know what that is?" My poor husband, long used to my craziness, responded with, "...ummmm, a door?". I started to cry again and shook my head.
"No, that is OUR door." We were finally home.
