It has been a long time since Cody and Carter liked Thomas the Train but the expression “confusion and delay” has continued on as part of our household vernacular. On the Island of Sodor, whenever there was a mix up or a mishap (which, lets face it, happened in every episode) it was referred to as “confusion and delay”. For some reason Husband and I found this expression funny and so we started using it and haven’t stopped. It is a great expression and I highly recommend you try it out sometime.
Well, this week at Chase Manhattan Bank there was confusion and delay of the not-funny-at-all kind. Someone did not do their job and that has led us to not receive the keys to our house, not to close in a timely manner (which incidentally legally opens the window for the sellers to be within their rights to simply up and walk away from this many-month-in-the- making-deal.) There is no reason for them to walk away, but they could (and I think I would simply have a nervous breakdown if that happened).
The closing date has been pushed and the keys-in-our-hands date is now looking like it will be Monday. Not only am I disappointed, but that means we lose this weekend for cleaning and moving. This is more critical than it sounds because Carter’s birthday party invitations have gone out with the date of May 24th on them and the location, our new address. No stress.
To add to The Week of Confusion and Delay, Cody is on day number two of staying home with a fever. At one point yesterday when his temperature was a glowing 103.2 and the Tylenol and Advil were both on board and not doing much, I started to get that panic-rising-in-the-back-of-my-throat feeling and fully expected him to start seizing (he has been seizure free for 13 months!). He did not seize. His temperature dropped and we continued reading The Mouse and the Motorcycle as if I had not just had an internal panic attack.
On the plus side, while Cody rests, I have been finding great ideas for the next school year and have been organizing my school related electronic file folders (all this in an effort to not clean the house, mind you.) Hopefully the confusion and delay will be sorted out, there will be no nervous breakdowns or seizures, and everyone will return to and stay at their rightfully normal internal temperature of 98.6.