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closing

5:35pm CDT Friday 14 April 2000

8:00am

Also during that time Paul the sheetrock and painter dude fixed some minor imperfections in the wall and a big ol' scratch in the windowsill of the upstairs study. (Is it window-sill or windowsill or window sill or what???)

Telephone guys arrived around 11am. I enjoyed watching them hook up the phone line from scratch. No demarc on the house, they pulled cable from the telephone pole next door, ran it through a conduit underground to our house, bolted on a demarc (interface between telephone company and customer), connected the wires.

They weren't done by the time I left for the closing at noon.

- - - - the closing - - - -

noon

Del was the guy's name; I don't even know what he really does. Is he a lawyer, a banker, loan officer? Pile of papers to sign.

"This says that you blah blah blah blah blah. Initial here and sign here at the bottom.

"This says that if you default, the bank gets the house. Sign here.

"This says blah blah blah that you understand blah blah. Sign here and here. Be sure to sign it exactly as your name is printed.

"This says that you will pay property taxes. Sign here.

"These are all the different variants of your name. Rob Nugen, Robert Nugen Jr. Robert Nugen, Rob Nugen Jr. Please sign each line as each line is printed. This says that all of these different names are yours."

By this time I was like, "they can bite my butt." And I signed them all the same.

So much stuff to sign. Initial each page. Sign each document.

"How on earth can anyone read all of this?" I asked.

He said most people don't.

I asked my higher self if I should be reading stuff. I got only good feelings back - this is the right thing to do.

By the end, I didn't know if I wanted to laugh with joy or scream with fear or cry like a baby. All of these emotions were mixed up in my head.

One cool awesome thing though: Del had a bookshelf with a huge variety of books on it. Novels, gardening, travel, cats, spiritual, financial... tons of stuff. He offered each of us a book - me, Wende, Diane, and Don (the home builder). Diane spent a lot of time looking through them. She found me a book on cats, but I was all, "nah... I don't really want a book on cats."

(Wende joked, "Rob doesn't really like cats; he likes his cat. If you can find a book on Spot, Rob would love it!")

I went to the bookshelf and bing the perfect book: The Vibe History of Hip Hop. "Hole E Shit!" I thought. That is so awesome!

Diane and Don were duly surpised at my interest.

- - - - Container Store - - - -

1pm:

Nice hutch for kitchen, nice shelves for stereo. Trash cans, soap dishes, toothbrush holder. $1001.63

"Just spend it all in one day and get it over with!"

- - - - Phone Part II - - - -

3:30pm

No dial tone at my apartment either. Hmmmm.

Hooked my phone up to my computer phone line, called telephone company. Basically they agreed the service should not be off at my apartment, and yes, they are not done at new house. I did get them to waive the $38.35 transfer fee. Nice.

Now I'm going back to the house to see what's up with the refrigerator and dryer; they should be coming in today.

Also coming over is Wende's sister Stacey (sp).

As I finish this, it's 6:03pm.

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