House buying - grrr.
We've been waiting a fortnight now for the final bit of paperwork to be sent so we can exchange contracts. It's a one-line statement we need from the vendor's solicitors confirming the revised sale price (it got dropped slightly over some issues the survey threw up). Apparently it's been "in the post" for most of this week - still hasn't materialized, and the estate agent is dodging calls, they're just generally being incompetent, and ours can get no sense out of them.
They've bloody known for the last 3 months that we NEED to be exchanging+completing in November and the place we're buying is standing empty so there's no chain ballsing things up. They even know exactly WHY we need the November timescale (technically we can drop slightly into December but if we tell them that they'll take the piddle even more) - the in-laws are helping with the DIY/decor/move stuff (because my husband is a disaster that I've banned from using a drill - this being the man who ended up in A+E loading the washing machine) and FIL goes away for work in December. Basically we've had week after week of "oh we should be at contracts stage next week" again and again since the beginning of September and my patience is beginning to wear thin.
Hubby's trying to prod things along, I sweethearted the estate agent into attempting to prod it along (this place has been on the market at least 2 years and they want their fees) but these vendor's solicitors are just taking the piss completely. Meanwhile we're stuck with boxes stockpiled everywhere, life on hold (normally by now I've started buying things like foody bits for Xmas to spread the cost and I've got the Xmas shopping done - can't do that if I don't know where we'll be living then) and I'm just really really fucked off with the entire legal profession right now.
Do solictors ask around the office if anyone wants a coffee by snail mail and wait for a postal response before sticking the kettle on FFS?!
Can't pack anymore since we're down to essentials now (we're only moving three doors down out of rented so there's no massive need for a lag between exchange/completion etc for removal vans) - if our helpers are out of action because they've pratted around for so long I will be incredibly peed off since hubby promised me faithfully after we nearly killed ourselves moving everything into this house on our own that he'd never put me in that position again.