excuse me while i vent

I feel like I've been sucker-punched repeatedly this week and I've been fighting the urge to throw up for the last 24 hours. 

Tuesday I got a call from my Mom at about 3:15 saying she got a call from the alarm company that my alarm had gone off at the house.  I had to provide a second emergency contact number when I had the system installed, but I was told I would be the first one called.  However, NO ONE CALLED ME!  Then I was freaking out, and ready to put the house on the market and move becuase I can't handle being broken into twice in a year.  I texted my roommate to see if she was at home--to make sure she was okay.  While waiting to hear back from her, the police station called because they were alerted.  In the meantime Anna-Lisa (roommate) texted back and said she had just left and things were fine.  Turns out she hit the panic button instead of the alarm button to set the system when she was leaving for work.  So then I had to have my mom call the alarm company back and I told the police station it was a false alarm and tried to get my hands to stop shaking and my heartrate to go back to normal.  I got a letter in the mail today that said I get one free pass on a false alarm.  Any others are $200.  Great.

Yesterday I received a notice in the mail that the state doesn't have any records of me filing taxes for the 2008 tax year.  Excuse me?!  After a frantic search last night through all my documents both in my paper files and on the computer, I found my tax forms.  I DID file.  However, I couldn't find any record of the payment for the amount I owed that year ever having been drafted from my checking account even though I provided all the requested account information.  So now I have to send in my 2008 tax forms--AGAIN--and pay $134 to the state that should have been taken care of four years ago! 

This afternoon I received an email letting me know that my checking account was overdrawn.  It's been a VERY tight month and I knew I wasn't going to have everything I needed to cover my bills so I paid my car insurance premium with my credit card.  However, the insurance company went ahead and did the automatic payment anyway, which means they received two payments this month and I now have an overdraft fee charged to my account and an outstanding balance of $101!!  I literally started shaking at my desk when I got the email and figured out what was going on and couldn't concentrate or do any work for the last half hour of the day.  I fought the urge to throw up and made it out to my car after I clocked out to make a phone call.  After a very terse call to the insurance agency I was informed that even if I make a payment online or over the phone there's always still the chance that the automatic withdrawal will still go through and they won't pay my overdraft charge becuase it wasn't the company's fault.  I informed them that I was NOT informed of this when I made the payment and I CANNOT afford to make two payments this month and one of them needs to be refunded NOW.  I was told that I had to fax in copies of my bank and credit card statements showing both payments having been processed.  I about threw my phone through my windshield and I would have literally slapped the woman if I had been talking with her face to face.  I drove home on the verge of tears, printed out the requested documentation, then drove over to my parent's house to use their fax machine. 

My team had a potluck at work today for lunch.  I was forced to be in charge of putting the thing together becuase everyone wanted to have it, but nobody else wanted to be in charge of it.  So, I sent out the email reminders, put it on the calendar for everyone, and got people to sign up to bring stuff.  We were all set to go, but then my boss called in sick (so we were left without the items she had signed up to bring--and this is another sore spot I have.  She called out ALL THE TIME!  Yet, we lowly peons who actually do all the work are only allowed to call out once every quarter.  Any more than one time and we get in trouble with the threat of disciplinary action and possible termination.  I'm pretty sure she's called out AT LEAST ten times the last quarter.  Probably more.  In what world is that fair?!)  and then everyone wanted to start eating at 10:30.  I'm sorry.  This is a LUNCH potluck.   10:30 IS NOT LUNCH TIME!!  But I couldn't say or do anything without being the party pooper and looking and acting completely childish and immature, so I just gritted my teeth, and went along with it.  I'm not planning anymore team activities.  What's the point when people come and go as they please and do whatever the hell they want?  We don't need anyone to be in charge.  Just do what you want.  Then, to top everything off, people that aren't a part of the team and who didn't bring anything to share were invited over to help themselves.  NO!

I have a wrinkle in between my eyes on the bridge of my nose that won't go away. 

My left thumb is in constant pain.  But I can't afford the co-payment to go to the doctor.

My car is leaking oil.  But, again, I can't afford to take it in to have it looked at. 

I keep getting these thoughts/promptings that I need to go to the gynecologist.  I haven't been in YEARS because I'm not sexually active and never have been, so what's the point.  But I can't put off these feelings.  I'm afraid that means somethings wrong and I'm going to die.

My pool is a disgusting mess but it's no use cleaning it becuase as soon as I do another storm is going to blow through dumping a foot of dirt into it. 

I'm fat.  I'm sick of all my clothes but can't afford new ones.  The shoes I bought last week gave me big blisters on my heels yesterday that hurt like crazy.  It's hot and sticky outside and I just need someone to give me a hug and tell me everything is going to be okay even though it's not.