I’m tired. I feel like crap. I came home sick. My brain is mushy, my body is tired and my state of mind is pretty much that of a 10-year-old child who wants her mom to bring her some soup in bed and make it all ok. Except my mom never did that when I was sick. My friend’s mom did though, so maybe I want my friend’s mom. Though she’d annoy the crap out of me in all other ways right now.
Moving on, after a ridiculously frustrating drive home (it was noon. driving should not be frustrating at noon. noon is not rush hour, but it apparently IS dumb people who don’t understand what the lines on the roads mean or know where their blinkers are hour.) I snuggled into my jammies and crawled into bed (I tried to lure the dog onto the bed to snuggle in with me, but the gusty wind noises freaked her out and she retreated to her happy place in the bathroom in front of the tub. oh well.) and decided I should follow up with the bank about my lack of online access to my account all week. I was home, it needed to be done, blah blah blah. So I did. And then I was finally able to log in. And I discovered that someone had stolen my ATM card number, at least, and was charging things. In Texas. And Japan. (I have no idea how they go hand in hand.) $404.58 worth of things, to be exact.
So, the charges are pending, but the bank can’t cry fraud until they clear. Why can’t they just stop the payment on the transactions? Who the hell knows. Once they clear, I can file fraud paperwork and I’ll get my money back in about 10 days, leaving me scant funds until right about my next paycheck. I can just transfer money from my savings to cover it until then, being that it’s Christmas shopping season and all that hoo-ha, but I also had to cancel my ATM and have to go to the bank to fill out forms to get another.
I guess we’re crossing online shopping off the list this season, god damn it. (No, I don’t have a credit card.)
I think I’m going to eat some of the very spicy soup that we made for dinner last night (really good! and we really winged it! chipolte broth that we made, lemongrass, mushrooms, scallions, jalapenos, tofu diced up, and carrot slivers, and then dash of mushroom sauce, fresh lime juice and cilantro in the bowl to taste…), knit myself back to sleepy (I got a little worked up for a bit there) and try to nap the self pity away.
Maybe if I put treats in my pockets, I can even lure the dog back up on the bed with me to snuggle. (She’s now in her happier than the bathroom place, under the bed, where she’s safe from the evil, howl-ly wind gusts. Talk about piteous…)
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