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[the_siobhan]

You know, if I could stop having emergencies for five fucking minutes I could catch up on doing all the flight checks that prevent emergencies from happening in the first place.

Also, I would like a pony.

So after three solid days on the phone with the bank - I'm not kidding, that's all I've done since I got up Wednesday morning - the mortgage application is signed off and sent to the underwriters today. I had to work my way through four people in three different departments to do it. What a clusterfuck.

New close date is supposed to be on July 18. There is nothing else I can do about it now but wait.

Finish packing up the last of the Old Man's apartment

Talk to contractor about sealing up the house before the energy audit

Go to storage unit and empty out housemate's stuff

Old Man appointment at the hospital in two weeks

Moving truck booked

Energy audit booked

Care conference with LTC team booked

Pretty sure I'm forgetting something there.

[Edit to add] Yes I was! I was forgetting that the 15th is the monthly "on-site" day at job, so I have to dig through my boxes of clothes for something that fits.

And I really need to find my tools.

Comments

[disastrid]

I cannot imagine how stressful this is. You're doing really great despite, well, absolutely fucking everything.

[greylock]

You're the million pixel person right? (I may misremember the details).

I saw this today and it reminded me of that:
https://gizmodo.com/waste-your-life-playing-this-game-where-you-check-boxes-1851567462

[the_siobhan]

I'm kicking myself for not pestering the bank earlier, but given that I'm trying to keep about twenty balls in the air I guess it's inevitable that I drop the occasional one.

It doesn't help that I'm still not completely over my post-covid brain-fog.

[disastrid]

It's almost like ... the housemate could do anything at all, since they're massively profiting out of this deal. There's another adult involved, why is remembering absolutely everything your responsibility?