Monday, October 03, 2005
( 8:40 AM ) teahouse
It is done! I had my closing.
I now own a tiny little part of the Manhattan skyline. About 600 square feet of it, to be exact.
A closing is a pretty intense experience. There were about 10 people in the room. An army of participants in a huge event in my life.
What freaked me out the most was the frequency with which people used my last name to refer to the event.
When my lawyer and I arrived at the closing, the receptionist said, "Oh, you're here for the THB closing. The other parties are waiting. This way please, Miss THB."
People kept popping their heads into the office and saying, "Are you with THB? This is the THB closing? I've got the THB papers here."
The lender's lawyer was on the phone yelling, "The THB closing is underway and you still haven't sent me the checks? What's going on? The THB parties don't have all day!"
Everyone sat around and answered their cell phones with, "Let me call you back..I'm in the middle of the THB closing."
I felt like Donald Trump.
Except I have $8 left in my checking account. Not even enough to buy a bad toupee. #