Disappointment...

It is February 4th.

We are NOT moved.

It is a long story (details later), but between negotiations most of the day between lawyers, the deadline to file the land transfer was missed (apparently everyone wants to go home by 5 pm on a Friday).

I believe that we went through all the stages of grief in 45 minutes.

Bargaining with the lawyer.

Denial that this could possibly be happening (we had rental equipment loaded in the car ready to tackle the refinishing of the floors, and help lined up for the next day).

Anger.  Especially at the seller of the house (also details later).

Tears.  Sadness.  We had been waiting for months.  We were so excited for the 3rd.

Acceptance.  "It is what it is" and couldn't be changed.

The formulation of a new plan.

We moved back into disbelief and anger a few more times,

and awoke this morning to a day different than the one we have had planned for months.

I admit that there is this little part of me that wonders if it ever will really happen.

So we are going to try to enjoy this beautiful sunny day.

Try to have faith that there is a plan bigger than our understanding.

Wait for Monday.