Congratulations on your first home, Frau Kaleun. Home buying can be the most rewarding, and frustrating experience in a person's life. Especially if you have a family that needs sheltering. I've recently completed my third (
and hopefully last) home purchase. The paperwork can be mind boggling. I had frustration myself in having all those involved (bank, real estate agent, title company, etc.) getting their act together on the same page.
Interesting story about the DV. It sounds typical of what I've been dealing with over the last 25+ years, but not anymore. We actually had a wife drive her car over her husband's head. Popped his eye right out of the socket. Oh, well, anyway, my last home, there was a sweet little old lady that lived next door. A few years later, she moved out and rented to a nice, but severely dysfunctional family. The daughter was a heroin/crack addict and would frequently end up being beaten by one of her older brothers. Neighbors make all the difference in the world and although nobody is perfect, it's important to take note of. There was another older son who was married but they were both in their mid to late 20s. Neither of these sons lifted a finger to help their elderly father rake, mow or shovel, though one worked out at a gym daily.
Just a mere few days before I moved to my present home, the daughter was pounding on my front door at 3:00am in the morning, bloodied and screaming that she had been beaten and "Duck-Taped" by her family. Of course, I dialed 911 immediately and took her into my home but this was becoming all too common and was now directly affecting my family.
I used to occasionally help all my neighbors one way or another. Be it by sometimes shoveling their snow covered walkways, assisting them in pushing their disabled cars from the road (or even repairing them), giving their children toys/gifts for their birthdays, jumpstarting dead batteries, taking in their garbage cans etc. When it came time for me to move, we did it (
me and my wife) all by ourselves. I rented a 24' straight-truck and spent almost 3 days (
all day long) loading it up. Not one neighbor offered to help or even came out of their homes during that time. They all suddenly disappeared. It was shades drawn and doors closed in what was usually an active neighborhood. I don't hold it against them, though I thought it was interesting enough to note.
Anyway, I apologize for getting off the subject. I wish you the best of luck. I'm certain everything will work out fine with your new home.