Moving house

They say that moving house is one of the most stressful things you can go through. When we bought our house last time I didn't really think much of that saying - we had a fairly easy purchase, the only problem was the solicitors dragging their feet which meant we moved in a couple of months later than we initally thought we would.
This time I've almost given up. Me and Laura are arguing. The house we are buying is potentially lethal. The mortgage we already agreed on is now no good for Laura because her name isn't on it which means we have to reapply and because of Laura's credit rating and the fact that she is unemployed we may get refused in which case we can't get a mortgage. The solicitors are refusing to act for us because Laura's name isn't on the mortgage. Everything is falling apart because Laura isn't happy and at the end of the day, the only reason we are moving is because Laura isn't happy. WTF? I'm sick of it all.
Laura is now not coming to the BB tournament with me and I don't really want to go on my own so I doubt I will go now. Everything is totally f*cked up and I am sick of it all. Why can't things just work nice and easily?
I'm at the stage now where I don't know what to do. Do I ring the solicitors? Do I ring our advisor? Do I ring Nationwide? And what about the asbestos? The effing woman from the vendor's estate agents is trying to fob me off by saying that the percentage of asbestos is so low that it doesn't matter. Oh well ok then - I don't know if what you are saying is true but I'll quite happily put my family at risk because of it. I don't think so.
This is so much b*llocks. Did I do something wrong in a previous life? A bit of effing support from Laura would be nice. I'm desperately trying to get this all sorted out for her and all she can do is complain and make it harder for me.