Disco Tuesday

 I ordered a few shirts from Kohls that seemed to look more presentable than my cat t-shirts or my Gen X raised on hose water and neglect shirt.  Great shirt.  Probably looks insulting to my mom.   I wasn't neglected.  She just knew that the hose water would be a good baby sitter.  Don't judge her.

The shirt that I got was a nice green but the gold on it made me think I should go to a disco.  Sigh.  I'm keeping it.  Maybe it won't look so bad on, but it might be a good shirt to wear on call where my camera is on.  For me it's a luxury to be at home so I can at least look more presentable than my standard t-shirts or hoodies.  Yeah. I am kind of tired of my wardrobe a bit.  I do have nice dress clothes but welp.  Weight gain took care of that.  

I have a hair cut later tonight or early evening.  I had it for this afternoon but they cancelled.  I was going to do it on my day off next Thursday and then I remembered Summerfest.  I don't want to deal with that crowd even if it's early in the morning.  I figured the parking will be free tonight and I don't have to worry about coming home later because its lighter and we don't have a psychopathic troll that lives downstairs.

I heard Charlie up in the kitchen when I finally dragged myself out of bed.  It got quiet maybe 10 minutes after I heard him.  He's gone and has probably arrived in Madison.  I guess today will be an in the office day for him.  It'll be a long day. It made for a long day when I had to drive out there for a class.  I was fortunate enough to be able to go home afterwards a morning class I took so I took another and then I had my engine light on.  That sucked.  Drove straight to the car dealer.  Kind of guessing Jeremy starts work later or maybe he's got a day off to get things settled.  They're both quiet.  

I hate Capital One.  Bad enough my mom doesn't have a Kohls credit card she can use.  She orders online but anytime she gets a bill we have to pay in store.  I have gone round and round with the people at Capital One.  Last night she gets an email saying that her Capital One bill statement is ready and it's $0.  We went through her credit cards and I tried to figure it out and she took my frustration as annoyance with her.

No.  Not at all. I don't feel equipped to help her some days.  She's got two separate emails.  I don't remember why but she hardly uses the other and somehow this card is associated with the other email. This is a time where I get mad at life.  I'm overwhelmed as it is and feel like I'm failing every day. I don't want to fail her.  She was worried about theft after the girl that stole our rent check.  I tried to reset her password and see if it would provide me some answers if I could get into this account. I couldn't.  It asked me for the last 3 numbers on the back of her credit card.  I don't have the credit card in question.  That's where she saw my irritation and she thought it was her.  No.  Capital One is the problem.  

The Thinker told me I was lucky to have Charlie and Jeremy and I agree.  I said rent is horrible in the Milwaukee area.  I haven't completely unpacked everything that I had to pack up because well, I don't know anymore.  The thought of being homeless became all too real. I figured we'd have to move into a motel or take a one bedroom because there wasn't anything.  I do feel like they're my guardian angels but because of what happened?  I still feel insecure about what we can afford.  We are seeing some rentals come down in price too.  That's just so insane.  

I'm going to go get my day started and hopefully the lurker stays out of my business this afternoon.  I'm so tired of that.  If I'm not bothering you, don't bother me, please.

I hope the good humans have a good day.