Stressing out about house

After as long as the caregiver place has taken to actually hire me, and how badly that delay cut into what I had managed to save up for putting down on the house, I am starting to stress out on rather or not I am actually going to manage to get a bank to work with me on a new mortgage on the house or not.

I don't know what to do at this point other than keep hoping for the best and start preparing for the worst. Because it is completely out of my hands on if the bank is going to okay me or not.

One of these days I am not going to have to worry about money, but for now, I spend all day stressing about it and all night awake worrying myself toward an ulcer. Someday I am going to spend my winters in one of those beachfront rentals, and my summers enjoying the beauty of Alaska, but if things fall through on this house, then I don't know what I am going to do or where I'll end up. Living in our own home, me and my mom and dad had all got our own dog, and my dad had got two cats. Now here I am with four dogs and two cats and wondering where I can take them, because getting rid of my parent's companion/assistance animals just is not something I am willing to do.

So, I'll just hang in there and wait, see how things work out over the next few months with the banks, and hope for the best. Hopefully this time next year I'll be vacationing in the lower 48 and enjoying having a home here to come back to. Or at least I hope that's the case within five to ten years.