Share your home buying horror stories!

[Crankin]

Wow, so many horror stories. I've bought 5 houses in 2 states, and everything went perfectly. The last sale, DH went to the registry of deeds to do both the sale and purchase, with my notarized signature. I had to stay home and supervise the movers, and drive several trips of clothing and bike stuff we wanted to do ourselves. DH arranged the dual mortgage stuff himself, but we also had a wonderful agent, who passed away, sadly, 3 years after that. We will be using her partner next time. The worst thing that happened was we had stayed the night at the Colonial Inn; the truck was supposed to deliver our stuff between 9-10, and they called us at 7 and said they were there (not sure why it was the next day, for a 9 mile move). We had to get our breakfast packed up, and let them in, to start unloading and for us, unpacking. Our rule is the kitchen is done before the first night is over.
No No, I hope it all works out!

[ny biker]

When I moved from NYC to DC (rented apartment to rented apartment), the moving company told me that it would be more than a day between packing up the truck and delivering my stuff, because I was not filling the truck so they would be stopping elsewhere to use it for another customer. So I packed a bag with some clothes and a pillow and my sleeping bag. After the truck left I went to my parents' house to spend the night before driving down to DC, thinking I had plenty of time and at least one night of sleeping on the floor in the new place.

A few hours later the movers called to say the truck would be at my new apartment first thing the next morning. But I would still be in NY then, and I had to pick up the keys to the new place before I could let the movers in. I totally panicked. Luckily a friend who was living in the DC suburbs at the time was a stay at home mom, and I was able to arrange for her to get the keys for me and let the movers start to unpack while I drove down.

Of course I made a wrong turn along the way, just to add to the fun.

Moving is like a box of chocolates...