We haven't had much rain this spring. We were borderline dry last spring, summer and fall, but the rains that came seemed to come at just the right time for crops, and plants lived and prospered. Now we're supposed to have temperatures in the 80's. I always hate to see the weather get hot so soon because that sometimes turns things into a dust bowl, when it isn't raining. Oh well, you can't do anything about the weather.
I allowed my day to be ruined this morning. I woke up expecting to see both our stimulus checks in the bank, since the government site informed me they'd be in the bank today. Cliff's was there, mine wasn't. I had already been wondering if something was off, because ever since we got word last Wednesday, the checking account showed $1,400 pending. My Social Security funds, and also the previous stimulus checks, went into a savings account, but nothing was pending on that account.
I called the bank this morning, waited on hold for 20 minutes, then took them up on their offer of a call-back. I give them my name and number, they were supposed to get back to me. Sure enough, I got my call after 15 minutes or so. I explained what happened to a lady; she said she needed to check some things and said "Please hold for two or three minutes."
Half an hour later, I got sick of listening to that awful "music" they play as one waits and just hung up. I called again later, asked for a callback, and washed my dishes while I waited. Got the call, told my sad story to yet another lady.
I let myself get progressively worked up emotionally while all this went on. I didn't scream at anybody, but I could have cried a few times. And it was all my fault. Not that I did anything to make things happen, but I allowed myself to get upset.
The second lady found the problem. Somehow my savings account number had been treated as a checking account number, which made it invalid. The problem is solved, and my stimulus money will be ready to spend on Wednesday, but I'm still a mess. Please understand, we are not used to being handed free money we didn't work for, so it's a big deal in our lives. For what it's worth, I think somebody's crazy to send money to everyone like they've been doing; we will pay for it as we watch our dollar shrinking.
I must have turned into my mother, or maybe it's just an old person's mental state in general: every mole hill seems to turn into a mountain in my feeble hands. I am scared to take my blood pressure right now. That's what greed will do to a person.
I do feel better, though, now that I've told the whole world my troubles. Thanks for
listening reading, and have a good day, my faithful readers.