Martini anyone?

In all the excitement of closing, I don't think I ever thought about what "closing" would actually come to mean. Now that we have officially closed on the loan (a.k.a. owe a crap-ton of money), let's explore what yours truly thought "closing" was actually to be. Closing on the loan...ahhh...what a nice thought! It'll be wonderful I said! We can have people come in and do work for us! We'll have plumbers and electricians, HVAC people, and money for people to do glorious things to our house, all the while we're sipping martinis on the deck our contractors just built! Woo hoo! Wait, huh? What's that? No? NO? Sadly, as Homer (Simpsons, not philosopher) and my husband would say, "Doh!" Wait, that was me. I think Nathan knew all along. I on the other hand, fell abruptly from my dream world into reality. OH! Closing on the loan!!! We pay people to do the work, then we do more work. Then we do some more work, and a bit more work. THEN, we sip martinis from the deck. I get it now. (Oh and, we build said deck.)

I don't think I ever thought that would be the case, but it probably was my hope. I am still excited about the loan, and even more excited about closing. I think I'm just a bit more grounded as to what the process involves. Work. It's exciting now though. Even if there remains a ton of work, it will be worth it in the long run. There will be a satisfaction of knowing that we did that! We made our house! Or in my case, my husband made my house, and I helped (sung to the southern twang of the shake and bake jingle...it's shake and bake, and I hey-ulped).