So in a rush we threw all of our stuff into bags and hustled out of that nasty hotel as fast as we could. Tony was supposed to be at work at 11, but had to call in and explain to the boss man what was going on. We left the hotel at 11:06 all packed like sardines into the car with all of our stuff. Tony dropped us off at my parents' house for the day and went off to work.
Since my parents didn't really want to feed us dinner and entertain us until 11pm or midnight when Tony would be able to come and get us (understandable), we waited for them to get off work (they had similar shifts and got home within an hour of one another) to get ride to the new hotel (which is the same one we were in originally).
While we waited, I heard back from the real estate lady. She finally got a hold of the railroad contact, who said he was out travelling and couldn't send the official paperwork until next week, but could confirm that we were good to go, and hoped his official email would suffice to sign on the house instead of having to wait for paperwork to arrive.
Problem with that is that the title company and closing people all seem to have taken Monday off as part of the holiday, which means there's nobody to file the paperwork until next Wednesday anyway. Our agent suggested we'd probably be looking at the following Monday to sign paperwork, but can't confirm anything until we hear back on if the email counts as confirmation of approval, or if they need to have the paper letter of confirmation before proceeding.
The plan is still to check out and go back to the old house on Monday - or at least Tony will be there, while the kids and I are at my parents' again until the cleaning is done. My dad managed to find a second hand washer, and now a used dryer too so we can clean all the clothes and stuffed toys as we pack for the new house! My parents are so good to us. I don't know what we'd do without them.
This evening we checked in to the hotel again. They didn't have any side-by-side rooms available (it's 4th of July weekend, that's understandable), but oddly enough one of the two rooms we were assigned is the same room we were in last time. As strange as it seems, it was like coming home after a bad vacation. "We're home" - (drop everything and lay on the bed). The other room is all the way down the hall on the other side. The girls are going to have to behave way down there. We barely got in with enough time to fish out our long-buried swimsuits and go down to the pool for 30 minutes until they closed. It was so nice to have a clean bathroom to take a warm shower in. Clean towels, space to step out of the shower without being pinned between the toilet and the door... And a computer that actually has internet without having to use all the data on my phone to create a hot spot just to blog!
We're going to enjoy this weekend, but we're also going to try not to unpack very much. The less we have to pack back up on Monday the better. If we can have the car loaded Sunday night and just get up, get dressed, check out and leave on Monday - all the better!
This adventure is coming to a close. Hopefully with a clean house and a timeline in mind to move to the new house, we can keep on task to get stuff moving toward the next chapter of our lives... Our first home, farm life, freedom.