Today, they finished jacking up the foundation on the house. We had a guy come by to test for leaks in the slab as well, so that everybody’s happy when close comes on Tuesday. There’s a pretty nasty leak after raising things up, so they’re going to have to come in on Friday to locate and patch them up. More money down the drain – no pun intended – but at this point I just want to do the right thing and still get out of here without incident. The plumber guy recommended seeing if homeowner’s insurance would cover any of our costs, so lil Stevie called up ye old State Farm to investigate. We now have a claim number. The rub: Missy’s now worried that the new homeowners will be unable to get insurance on the house because of a water-related claim within the last three years (today). No insurance equals no closing on Tuesday. No closing on Tuesday equals us being completely screwed beyond belief – we’re talking bankruptcy, foreclosure, and anything else that could possibly go wrong. We have sunk a ton of cash (and some credit) into this house getting it ready for the new folks, and if for some reason the sale doesn’t go through, then we’re still liable for all of those debts. And – when you add the rent on the new place in Oakland – we just can’t come up with anywhere near that kind of money.
I think I’m going to throw up. I am so upset. And there’s not a damn thing I can do about it.