Mortgage Nightmare

Sorry no pics.
Have you ever been in a situation where you've trusted someone else to do something for you when they say they're going to do it? And where you're stressed out about it, even though it's not really in your control? That's where we've been this last month.
I've been waiting ever so patiently to deliver all this news, but I wanted to wait until everything was said and done, and not have to be dissappointed after spilling the beans. We're buying a house! Evan started playing with the idea around Christmas, and we started looking in February, and found something the next week. It's really interesting how guided we've felt about this house. It fell into our hands after a sad experience with an offer we made on another one...long story short, we feel like THIS house is where we belong-it just feels right.
Closing was set for April 22nd. We had our mortgage broker and lender ready long before we needed it, and we set about anxiously awaiting closing. ALL the documents asked of us were provided, and we played the waiting game.
Here's where the nightmare started...
About a week before closing, we were bombarded, every couple of days with something or other. Proof of employment, a paper trail from our credit unions (for the past 3 months), flood insurance purchase, letters from Evan's boss, canceled checks, etc. We kept asking ourselves why all these things were needed at the last minute when we were told up front what we needed to provide. It was literally one thing after another, and we were stuck 2 weeks past closing deadline. We had finally scheduled the closing for the one afternoon, and were so excited. We got the check from the bank, and I was dropping P off at the sitters (mind you 15 minutes from closing). I was running out to my car when Evan called and said they weren't ready. WHAT! (More like *-%^!) They "needed more time to look it over". Our broker called that night with more bologna about some $ that was unaccounted for, and he told us he was dropping the company he went through, and was going with someone else. "We'll close in a week." What? We were supposed to close 2 weeks ago! "We are going with someone else too"! We got in touch with another company highly recommended to us by some friends and family, and I got all the paperwork into them Wednesday. Here we are on "vacation" in D.C., and our new guy called us tonight to tell us it's all ready! We should close from here Thursday! Though we're not counting our chickens yet, we're pretty confident we'll be moving Saturday.
Through all this, we've been packing the house, boxing up everything, going through all our belongings and spring cleaning, getting our place ready to rent, showing it off with our packing mess, and doing the deep-down-dirty cleaning. It looks better than ever, and we have boxes piled up for the day after we return to move on out. I can't believe we're already to this stage in our lives. I always thought we'd be in our condo until kid #3 was coming, and I am sad to leave this stage. Excited at the thought of NOT outgrowing our new home, having a yard, a nice subdivision with other home-owners, a garage, and also the prospect of starting a new chapter, I am sad to leave my friends and neighbors I've known these 2 years. Our ward has been exceptionally good to us, and we'll miss all the friends we've made here.
I'll post pictures as soon as I can, and I'll definately write the "celebration" post when the time comes and it's official!