Day 118 ~ Closing and Move-In

Friday, August 12, 2011

Today, was the culmination of a long journey for John and I. Well, I guess it was not that long....only one hundred and eighteen days, but it seemed like forever! This house has been such a dream for us; we were so happy to be able to move and enjoy our first night in the new place! We took a picture of the home from the outside.


This morning, John and I finished up some packing at Jacob's house prior to going to Fidelty Title to close on our home! Around 3:00 p.m., we headed over to Fidelity Title to sign our lives away. LOL! Not really, but when you sign all those papers, it sure seems like it.  We were truly blessed with our interest rate.....the week before closing, John checked interest rates and learned that our locked-in rate of 4.3875 (though a really good rate) was higher than the going 3.875.  We called our favorite mortgage guy, Brock Whisenhut, about lowering our rate to the going rate.  Brock was on vacation at the time in Destin, but he contacted some people and agreed to break our locked-in interest rate.  So when we closed....our interest rate was 3.875.

After closing, we met our family to start the moving process.  We hoped to tackle the moving project over the weekend, but we learned that we would only have access to the Virco Mfg. Corporation furniture truck for approximately four hours that night.  Plus, bad thunderstorms were approaching Arkansas.  So, we rushed around with the assistance of Ron, Jacob, Don, and Jeff and managed to move everything pretty fast...at least, before the storms hit. Thank you to my mom for the pizza delivery from Dominos-our first dinner at our new house. 


We tried to put away as much stuff as we could as the stuff arrived, but we did not have that much success as the night went on! With all of this stuff in the garage, I began to wonder...how did we accumulate so many things and how did it all fit in a 10 x 15 storage unit?



After a long day of hard work, we were finally in our new home-2855 Gulfshore Drive, Conway, Arkansas. I think Bailey was more tired than we were.