Last night, I wrote that today I should be ready to act at a moment’s notice. So, I decided to head in to work early. I figured that if I had to leave early at least arriving early meant that I’d get some work done. I spent a good part of the morning feeling a little bit on edge. At one point I was actually hesitant to head to the washroom. I didn’t want to have to answer the phone while holding my junk, know what I mean? By about 10:45 the morning had already dragged on for a long time. Still nothing. I was getting hungry so I walked over to the vending machine. It’s within eyesight, so it was really just a few steps from the desk. When I got back to my desk I came to find my cell phone glowing. Apparently I missed a call. DAMN. Eternal vigilance is a failure when you’re not eternally vigilant. Luckily, a message was left on my voicemail. It was the news I’d been waiting to hear. Whoo! Apparently all of the documents were ready and they were just being processed at the bank branch. The mortgage specialist told me that the bank would be calling me shortly to arrange for me to come in to sign the papers.

The period between that voicemail and the bank’s call seemed to drag on forever. I was trying to get some work accomplished, but my concentration was obviously elsewhere. I spent much energy just sending signals out to the universe indicating that the call should come sooner rather than later. I did eventually get that call, and scheduled myself for an appointment in-branch an hour from the call. Just for my lawyer’s benefit I called her to tell her that I was going to drive in to sign the papers. She told me: “can you go any earlier?” Well, it was at that point that I felt like I was in a race of sorts. I left work in a rush and got on the streetcar. It’s kind of hard to have a “Go! Go! Go!” state of mind on something like a streetcar. So, because of that I pretty much mellowed out for the rest of the trip to my car.

Anyway, long story short, I made it to the bank, signed the papers, and within hours they were faxed over to my lawyer’s place. And within an hour after that I was at her place signing all of the appropriate sheets.

So, that’s that. The trouble is over! There doesn’t seem to be much left to do other than pack over the weekend. I’ve jumped the last hurdle and now the finish line is nigh. This is it!