The realtor "nazi" is coming!

I'm mentally and physically exhausted! Since my last post we've painted the bathroom, packed 20 boxes from my office, kitchen and bedroom. In between all this I've been contacted by the relocation company, mortgage company and our Columbus realtor. On Saturday Nick and I traveled to Columbus in search of a home, although we didn't find a house we do know where we do not want to live. Sunday was spent searching the Internet refining our search. That task yielded 15 houses, from there we narrowed them down to 12 houses. Evaluating demographics, property taxes and location brought the (affordable) cream to the top narrowing it further to 8 houses. From these 8 houses, we picked our top 5, with my number 1 being Nicks number 5 and his number 1 being my number 5. We did meet somewhere in the middle both choosing the same number 4 (which I think will be our new home).

Since the beginning I've been working (mentally and physically) 3 weeks ahead of everyone. Removing unnecessary items and packing my Christmas stuff for travel. Checking mortgage interest rates, market value for my home and houses in our new city. Mapping easy routes back to the Cleveland area and trying to understand the difference between an ARM and bridge loans. What am I taking and what will stay with the house. Doing a "walk though" with the movers indicating what they will pack and what we will pack. Trying to negotiate with the realtor nazi how important my work station is to me and I'm taking it with me, period!

Wondering how my husband will take care of himself 5 days a week until we move into our new house. How is our son going to survive on his own without me to wash his clothes, clean the bathroom after he showers and remind him to pay his bills. Living by myself for a few weeks and dealing with "Pat" whom I now refer to as the "realtor nazi." This may be one of the most mentally consuming things I've had to deal with in a long time.

Anyway, the realtor nazi is putting our house on the market Tuesday. Christopher's room still has to be painted and my utility room remains untouched. We're going back to Columbus this weekend to "BUY" a house. So working on those tasks have to be done between now and Tuesday when the nazi returns with her camera and a white glove. Yes I know you're saying to yourself, "why are you posting with all these things left undone"? Well, sometimes you just need a break. And I think I have everything under control. Laurie has agreed to return tomorrow and help pack the utility room and I believe Christopher's room will be painted sometime between now and Monday. Hoping Chris will act like Tom Sawyer and get his buddies to help him paint while we're gone is out of the question. This boy has had my foot firmly planted (you know where) for 21 years and he won't do anything unless he's told. Do you see why I'm worried about him being on his own?

So, I'm going to try and slow down and let everyone else catch up with me. If they only knew the realtor nazi and the fear I have of failing her demands.