what a memorable day/week! Our offer was accepted on Wednesday, and as a first-time homebuyer, and especially since this deals with a lot of money, I was scrambling the whole week to understand what needs to be done and getting everything lined up.
The offer was verbally accepted on Wednesday and signed on Thursday. We didn’t get escrow information until late Thursday night. Since I’m in San Diego, I decided to have my mom drive the deposit check to escrow in Long Beach, since it gave me better peace of mind. This idea was cleared by my agent and my lender. My mom dropped off the check first thing Friday morning. And while doing some due diligence and comparing lenders, I found out at about 10:20am that the lender will not like it if the deposit was written by someone else other than the buyer. I suddenly needed to drive home, get the checkbook, and write a check and send it overnight/certified. I wrote an email to my group saying that I needed to attend to a personal matter immediately and that I would be back online at home to telecommute.
I had already gotten to my apartment, grabbed the checkbook, and was driving into Postal Annex, when two things happened : I saw that Postal Annex had closed, and I received a phone call from my analyst saying that there was a late scheduled, high priority meeting at noon, and that I was to be there in person and that I couldn’t conference in. It was highly unusual because we’re always allowed the flexibility to conference into meetings, especially in circumstances like this. This sudden development added more stress onto an already-crazy morning.
Rewind two weeks. There were two things I observed that were kind of suspicious:
1. a coworker at lunch mentioned some party on “Thursday” and I was unaware of it. He thought it was kind of strange that I didn’t know about it, but then that topic got dropped.
2. another coworker, later that day, asked me for Illie’s number. After giving her Illie’s number, I asked her why she wanted it, and she wouldn’t tell me, and then weaseled out some excuse to talk about “girl stuff”.
I mentally correlated those two things and two nights later interrogated Illie about it for fun. Since Illie and I don’t lie each other, she simply wouldn’t release any details about her conversation with my coworker. As my usual silly self, I started making wild conclusions in a teasing manner and then received more silence. It was then that I basically confirmed some kind of baby shower planning, but I didn’t know the details.
Fast forward to last Sunday. We submitted an offer for the house and my mind was completely preoccupied with negotiations. On Wednesday, my agent was completely unreachable for the whole day, and I was left hanging for the whole day, wondering what the seller’s response to my last counter-offer from noon the previous day. I got word from her on Wednesday night that it was accepted. First thing I needed to do was to get the earnest money deposit in within the three day time period. We didn’t get the escrow information until late Thursday, so I had already lost time to get a personally signed check from San Diego to Long Beach. That’s why I asked my mom to write a check from her account on my behalf. And besides that, I’ve been scrambling, shopping between lenders, finding out about homeowner’s insurance, double checking my agent’s data for errors, and going back and forth with an inspector to schedule an inspection date. This whole week I was completely preoccupied with these tasks, and I was called back into office on what seemed to be an emergency high priority meeting.
As I was driving into the lot, I saw my analyst and her boyfriend walking into the building carrying boxes of soda. Odd?? I was still a bit hyped on adrenaline, frantic about having to attend a high priority meeting in person, but when I saw that, I did more mental correlation.. I checked Outlook and saw four attendees to the meeting invite : my boss, me, my analyst, and the lead. Unusual? The IBP folks weren’t included in the invite, and that’s what the meeting was supposedly about. And lastly, big 4th floor conference room? Rare?? That’s when I started feeling a sense of relief.
It was the very first surprise party I’ve had thrown for me. The sleuthing made it even more fun, and it was a welcome distraction from both work and homebuying. It was a very special and memorable day.