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The wire request I overnighted needed to be notarized. Once you know that, the mysterious sentences do, in fact, imply this, but I did read them and did not understand that fact, despite being pretty smart. Ah, financial-speak.

So, we fill out the form again and take it to a bank tomorrow AM and sign it and FedEx it at the speediest rate, which means it probably gets to Vanguard on Monday before 12. Whoops, we are closing Monday at 9. Apparently we can go through the signing of everything at 9 and just not get the keys until the money actually deposits. When that may be is unclear, and we were planning to stay in the house Monday night, but oh well.

I am pretty deeply upset, though rationally it's not that big a deal. Casper is worried about me and giving me lots of hugs.

Comments

[serrana.livejournal.com]

Actually, even if you have the money in, they usually don't give you the keys at signing. It happens a couple of days later when the deed's recorded.

Yes, me and my pickup truck full of random crap learned this the hard way, grr.

[theodosia.livejournal.com]

Actually, they DID give me the keys at closing, but MA may be very specific about that, or perhaps it's because the "cash" portion was handled with cashier's checks.

I have a theory says that you run across little problems with closings the way you run across them with wedding ceremonies -- the stress is supposed to make you bond closer with the spouse or house once you're through it. :-)

[serrana.livejournal.com]

Hunh -- I think we brought cashier's checks, too, but they still wouldn't give us keys until the deed was recorded. Having only ever rented, where you got the keys when they got the money, I was rather taken aback.

[theodosia.livejournal.com]

I would have been, too!

I suspect that there's some kind of electronic deed-recording going on in MA, because THE NEXT DAY I got new-house sales offers at the new address, which means that the record was automagically sent out to some kind of sales db early enough in the afternoon that stuff could be gotten to the PO... geez Louise!