Grrr.....

I'm tired of delays. All I want to do is buy a house.

We found the house. We put in the offer. We negotiated. We came to an agreement. And now we are waiting again. We have been waiting. The inspection we were supposed to do on January 19th has been rescheduled, and rescheduled, and rescheduled.

The owner finally got the quotes for the furnace. She finally picked one. She finally contacted her brother (through lawyers of course since they aren't taking to each other). And then? A family member dies. So she has a funeral today. I should feel bad for her. And I would feel worse. Except she has dragged her feet every step of the way. When we went through recently with my dad, I took some pictures. Except for a few boxes in the bedroom, she hasn't moved much. Which should make me pity her. After all, she hasn't been able to move beyond her mother's death 2 years ago. And I would pity her. I did pity her at first. And I did feel sorry for her at first.

But not any more. I'm tired of feeling bad for her. I'm tired of having patience with her. I just want her to do her small measly little part so I can do mine, the inspector can do his, our lawyer can do his, our broker can do hers, our landlord can be happy, and we can move on. And then she can move on.

Or I want her to say: I'm not ready. Go away. And we will. We will find another place. We will actually close the deal with someone who is ready to sell.

But in the meantime: Grrr....