Another D Word - Discouraged

 I overslept by an hour which is ok.  Not ok for Precious but she got me up at 3:00 and had some food so she'll survive. I fed her again, little skinny tiger.

It was a discouraging day yesterday. The previous night I had gotten an alert that I had a new bill with Ascension.  I thought for what?  Anything I went for was covered by insurance so far.  I thought.  Then I remembered the sinus infection visit.  It wasn't a horrible bill. It was like $58.  I can handle that.  My mom asked if I had my deductible in and I said that's $1200.  I would cry if the bill was that much.  This is eh, kind of sucks, but we'll deal.

Yesterday, I got the notification in the mail from my insurance company that my premium will go up 25% in October.  Oh, is this an early holiday gift?  I didn't get them anything, geez.  Where's my middle finger.  I'll wrap it in a bow.  I expected it.  I don't like it and the timing of it just sucks.  I still have to pay for my license plate registration.  $123 for a sticker.  Where's my other middle finger?  Sigh.  

I did call Aurora and asked them where the refund check is that I requested earlier in the month.  That is actually on its way so that was one bright spot.  That's $125.  I can get a sticker with that!  Ugh.  Sigh again.

The thing that did it for me was that I did have the news on last night and Joy Reid was talking about AOC and her Instagram reel.  The Democratic donors do not want Kamala Harris if Joe steps down.  

That did it for me.  I stopped writing the postcards and put them away.  Back stabbers is the word that comes into my head.  Thanks for handing the election over to Grampa Crazy and his son, Satan Jr.  I couldn't believe it.  I was sad that Joe may not be so healthy but I thought Kamala is more than qualified.  I was reading that Senator Mark Kelly was a possible vice presidential pick and I thought well that would work.  This?  This is disgusting.  I will vote.  I am disgusted by this process.  Discouraged.  Something needs to happen.

My mom was upset that she's running a little short with her bills for this month, only by a few dollars and was upset about our landlord.  He's out selling fitness apparel and we got to cut corners. 

I'll go for a walk here this morning and maybe take my tank of a car out to the stores for shop kicking.  I'll drive down Lois property values tomorrow when I shop kick at her local metro mart.  I'm still a little apprehensive about driving on the freeway with this car but I better get over it because I have an appointment on Thursday at the cancer center.

I'm just so discouraged today.  If I get that check from Aurora in today's mail, I might feel a little less discouraged, but yeah, discouraged is today's word of the day! 

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