Blizzard of Emotions

 It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.  I was kind of worried when I woke up yesterday morning and saw the blowing snow.  I was surprised my landlord went out around 11 to shovel but that's when it seemed to clear up.  I hope I never have to shovel again.  

Kind of glad to be offline a day and a half.  I don't like the reasons but might be good to step away and the daily frustration.  I was told this new world order a few years back would be that people would help each other.  Some do.  Not for me.  Nice try though.

I am worried I might have to have more tests after tomorrow just to be on the safe side.  I don't think I'll have to pay for it with the new insurance changes but I hate that I'm still paying on last year's mess.  I wish I'd get some type of notices that my state or federal refund was coming.  I have about 200 plus dollars left to pay on it.  I paid anything that came in like prescriptions or my appointment from January off right away.  It's this lingering eye sore that's still haunting me once a month.  I keep trying to pay a little bit each week.  I want it gone.

Why didn't I pay it all off when I got my bonus?  Because I have other things coming up like the dentist and eye doctor.  The eye doctor will be an automatic 200 plus dollars for my contact lenses.  I don't know about the dentist.  In fact, that might be zero even if they say anything.  Unless my dentist makes a surprise return, I'm holding off on anyone else doing work on my mouth.

I have been looking at mouth guards online.  At some point, I'd like to get one but the ones with the best reviews run around $200.  I might use Afterpay to get it started but then try to pay it off as much as I can.

Just trying to make the money last.  I don't know what will happen come fall when a new lease comes out.  Will I have to move or what?  

I feel like I'm in limbo.

I hope the good humans have a good day.  

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