No, really - we're actually homeless.

So, do you see over in the "Countdowns" menu how is says that we're homeless. Originally that was just a joke. Now - it's true. We were supposed to close on our house yesterday morning at 9:00. Due to some late paperwork, the time for the close was first moved back to 11:00am. Then, at 10:00, we received a conference call from our realtor and the sellers' realtor to let us know that the sellers' couldn't come up with the money for their end of closing costs. Not only that, but then their realtor had the balls to ask us if WE had any ideas on how the sellers could come up with the $6000+ that they needed to close the deal. I'm serious. One hour before we were supposed to sign the papers, they decided to let us know they were strapped for cash and could we possibly do anything to help. ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME! But no, they weren't kidding. Then we get to the title company's office to "sit down and brainstorm" with the sellers, their realtor and our realtor. By the way, did I mention that their realtor is about 12 and I'm not sure he had permission to be out of the house for as long as we were at the title office. Also, junior showed up to the closing in cargo shorts and Adiddas sandals. Then, as Andy and I are trying to comprehend all that this means for us, Sparky begins to philosophize about how "even though this seems bad, (I mean, I've never been in a situation exactly like this but) remember that life goes on". EXCUSE THE *!@#$ OUT OF ME??! Look buddy, I realize it must have been hard to move out of your parents' house last week and now doing your own laundry really sucks but are you really trying to tell me to get over it? Are you patronizing me while you sit there with your shades hanging off your shirt? ARE YOU HOMELESS? Shut the hell up, dude. Which he did as the encouraged his buyers to "relax, go get some lunch. Don't worry about it. Get your oil changed for the drive to NC and we'll figure this out." Which his sellers promptly did, leaving us at the title company to figure it all out. We haven't heard from them since. Shocker. Now that we're halfway down this highway of hell... This raises several questions:
1) How do you not know that you're going to need some cash at closing?
2) When you haven't been paying your mortgage for several months (as we found out they had not been) how do you not know that's going to come back and bite you when you try to sell?
3) What kind of people wait until the final hour before the paperwork is supposed to be signed to let the buyers know that they might not be able to do it?
4) What kind of realtor knows this is happening and doesn't warn the other people? (Cam, the jerk, that's who.)
So now our stuff is still in the truck being stored in Georgia because ABF doesn't have a secure lot here in Tallahassee on which to keep the truck. We are having to pay for utilities in the empty house over the weekend because they already turned them on Friday morning while we were arguing with the people and their realtor. We had to call and cancel the movers and the carpet cleaners. Andy's parents made it to Memphis and then turned around and went back to Hot Springs because we have no idea when we'll have a home. We spent yesterday afternoon starting over looking for houses again. In a nutshell, yesterday was horrible. I don't even know what to pray for at this point. Everyone send good vibes our way. We really need some.