I'm sorry, so sorry....

Please accept my apologiesss. What, you don't remember that song? Don't worry, I won't sing it but I promise I'm thinking it. I guess I've just been so disheartened with all the stuff for the house, and going crazy with stress and lack of sleep for work, and home school (not that home school is stressful, it just keeps me busy) and regular public school, and the ward Christmas party and the birth experience survey that I haven't kept up with this the way I should. I'll do better from now on. Ok, house. Our deadline for her counter-offer for owner financing came and went with no response. She finally replied 2-3 days after our offer expired stating that she was interested and would get back to us. Here it is Dec 7th and we haven't heard from her since. Our realtor called hers every day last week wanting to know what was going on, so her realtor finally drove by the house only to find a moving van. Yep that's right, she was moving all her stuff out and heading to Texas (one more crazy independent coming your way Julie) where her fiance lives. We finally gave up and called it quits. We emailed our termination letter to our realtor today and should be getting our earnest money back soon. Our families lives have been on hold for the last two and a half months and finally enough was enough. Our realtor believes that the seller is just waiting until her contract with her guy runs out and then she will approach us privately. Not the most honorable of options, but I can believe it considering how much she (the seller) dislikes him. So, for the moment we are on hold. Good news for my April client but terrible news for us financially. That's @ $2000 down the hole which could have gone to bills or something else. We're not taking the house off the market just yet. I'm sure it won't sell until spring anyway, and we might as well leave it on in case this woman approaches us privately. It really upsets me that I've lost two births due to this, but it may have all been for the best since one of them just might have killed me. But I'll save that story for tomorrows post.