Is there a name for when you own a house but you can't get into it because no one will give you the keys? Oh, yes. The ninth ring of hell. It sure is hot in here.
holy crap that sucks... have the seller's vacated? if not, call the escrow company and find a way to prevent them from releasing closing funds to the seller until they're physically out. if they needed a few extra days they should have said so up front, and the parties could have arranged a daily rate for them to pay you to cover your expenses(i.e., prorated mortgage, taxes, insurance, utilities, etc.) as well as a time certain for them to get out, and a penalty if they don't.
Hey. Maybe it is different in "america". Most people I know here have to wait 2-3 months. We waited almost three. Three months where I too, almost lost my mind. I am trying to think of something you could do that would take your mind of things and all I can come up with is hot hot nakedness with Simon. Sorry. Wine? I dunno.
Is it considered breaking and entering if you jimmy your own locks with a credit card?
P.S. Research shows that the 9th circle is reserved for traitors. Since you're a new-fangled homo(wner), you get the 7th terrace of Purgatory. :3
holy crap that sucks... have the seller's vacated? if not, call the escrow company and find a way to prevent them from releasing closing funds to the seller until they're physically out. if they needed a few extra days they should have said so up front, and the parties could have arranged a daily rate for them to pay you to cover your expenses(i.e., prorated mortgage, taxes, insurance, utilities, etc.) as well as a time certain for them to get out, and a penalty if they don't.
wishing you the best.
You crack me UP.
The sellers have been out since March. It's the relocation company their employer hired to act as "seller." I hate them.
I had no idea that kind of company existed... c*cksmokers. Hope it all works out!
Hey. Maybe it is different in "america". Most people I know here have to wait 2-3 months. We waited almost three. Three months where I too, almost lost my mind. I am trying to think of something you could do that would take your mind of things and all I can come up with is hot hot nakedness with Simon. Sorry. Wine? I dunno.
*sympathy?
Oh that SUCKS.
Wine, dear. Definitely some wine. In fact I just decided that I couldn't finish a beer, but I'm going to finish it now IN YOUR HONOR.
Thank me later.