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Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Slowly drowning...


For quite some time when I wake up in the morning I have a feeling of dread. I am so exhausted as soon as I open my eyes. The weight of the world (okay, I'll try not to be too dramatic); the weight of my life is drowning me.

Instead of going into a long list of everything that is going on I'll just briefly review how my morning has went. Well, at least what prompted this post. (Keep in mind it's only 9:11 a.m. and the latest "event" occurred before 9)

I need to pay my mortgage today -- at least one payment. It's behind so you can imagine that it's the first thing on my mind. I get up and immediately turn on the laptop to check my checking account and make sure the money I was expecting was there. When I clicked into the account the balance showed an amount less than what it should have. I opened account information and saw a debit, which was annotated as preauthorized, for more than $300. (Kill me now!)

I immediately call the bank, trying to find out what company this is and get my money back. The only thing they can tell me is to do a recovery or whatever they call it, which could take up to -- if not more than -- two weeks! TWO WEEKS!!

When I finally get in touch with the company I find out they've been sending me letters letting me know that the debits would begin (from an account I had four years ago), but because of my sick child(ren) I haven't been able to keep up with my mail. I thought I had caught everything important, but I obviously missed something very important. I told them today that there's no way I would have remembered a debit that was four years ago and the last thing I signed up for was a hold on the account. I didn't get the letters because of the sick child(ren) [I keep putting children because the older one is still sick and each of the younger ones has been sick over the past two weeks. The 4 year old spent about two/three days throwing up! That was fun! Yes, that was sarcasm.]

So as I sit on hold trying to get a refund, crying and blubbering into the phone. I wonder if life will ever be "normal" again... I guess I mean happy. Will I ever be happy again and realize any dream, hope, desire... see the back of my eyelids for more than a couple of hours at a time...

Oh well, I'll know if I get a refund in seven to 10 business... guess I should call the mortgage company to see if I can stop a foreclosure for not paying the amount I agreed to.

Drowning... drowning... drowning...

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