We're About To Be Homeless

In April we put our house up for sale and at the end of May, it sold. So I thought the hard part was over and all we had to do was find a house to move in to. Well we haven't exactly been able to find a house yet and this morning Alex and I went to the title company and signed away our house. We have put offers on five houses and have either been rejected or left hanging. Our house closes on July 15 and this Saturday, July 11 the movers are coming to move our stuff into storage. So we will be living with my parents for a while, bless their hearts. To say that I am stressed is putting it mildly. Our house is sold but we don't have a house to move in to. The house has to be packed up and even doing one room at a time, for me, is exhausting. We were about to sign our house away-the house that I bought myself and picked out the flooring and the cabinets and the carpet; the house that I have lived in for eight years. This morning I was thinking about everything that was going on and when Alex asked me a question I couldn't answer him because I knew I would start crying. As a matter of fact, I cried half-way to the title company. We have a place to stay, but we don't have a place to live. Our realtor told us today that on one of the offers, they had semi-accepted our offer but the owners were out of town and would have to sign the offer when they returned this weekend. That is a glimmer of hope. It's hard not to have a definite timeline of how things will work out.