And so, a house was secured, so I thought it was a matter of time before I would be moving into the ChapManor. I had my suspicions about the whole process. A lot of on the spot rules and provisos, immediacy to overnight “valuable” documents on the most expensive delivery service available, only to discover that they weren’t needed…. I had my doubts on the whole process, and my overly “helpful” realtor just lost interest and went MIA once we got approved, leaving me in the care of his rather unhelpful and argumentative assistant. That’s in addition to fighting with the mortgage guy constantly over him claiming not to have received documents send weeks back, and demanding to see my financial statements on a near daily basis.
But I again had to put that aside as Cinevegas, Las Vegas’ film festival was in town, and it was time to premiere The Revenant.
And I was getting zombified.
Thanks to my friend Debra, it didn’t take long to go from this….
The event was fun. As a zombie, I got to terrorize folks coming to see the film (and casually discuss promotional information with half my face ripped open). With the cast there, I hung out and talked about the film, and what they’ve been up to since last we met.
The premiere went over well at the Palms. Even Harry Knowles from “Ain’t It Cool News” was in attendance, and was into the film.
The after party itself was great fun, where the production crew got to unwind after a grueling marathon to get the film ready:
With some time off, I wanted to get back into exploring. The house process was going at a plodding pace, with appraisals and inspections. It was not uncommon to be hit up for some last minute fee on this that or whatever sprung to mind. It usually came as a call out of the blue, with the realtor/mortgage team screaming that they needed more money, and I have to drop everything right that second to take care of it. It was rattling, and often.
And another visit to Ryholite, where a group of friends and I climbed some of the steep hills to check out the old abandoned mines (all closed off to prevent intruders like me).
Ah, well. I had to get my mind back on the whole house process. From my understanding, it was only a matter of time before the deal closed, and I would be a homeowner.