There is never any money in the mail!
NEVER. I'm so damn irritated too.
The IRS owes me 189 dollars. If I owed THEM, you bet they would have already processed that AND cashed my check..but since they owe me, I have to wait for a "thousand hours" and it's pissing me off. Every day, I think, this should be the day. Am I impatient? Yes, but it's been 11 weeks as of this Friday, and the damn instructions said 8-12 weeks.
And if you count the FIRST time I sent it in, it's been WAY longer than 12 weeks.
In my head, I just kept thinking that perhaps I would get it by my birthday (though I kept thinking it would be sooner than that), and now I can't believe that it's taken this damn long. SO ANGRY.
Now I have to spend part of my vacation day on Friday calling the damn IRS to see if they can tell me anything, besides..gee. We don't have it. like the last time.
I'm FULL OF HATE TODAY.
Add that to Jake and Karen not sending the child support yet, and I'm highly irritated. On top of EVERYTHING ELSE, I was double charged at Good Times and that pending charge that won't even end up going through could sure screw up my bank account while it's pending and other things go through.
I trust no one at this point. The IRS, the bank, anyone.
Birthdays should bring money, but no such luck. Besides the 25 my dad sent. Which is better than nothing, but sometimes it's 50.
I just wish that present money were more predictable.
At least my dad sent me something.
And we don't get paid until MONDAY. BOO! That's going to be my better check, though I need to catch up on some bills, so not nearly as much play money as I would have hoped.
How do I manage to overspend myself almost every damn month?
How am I an accountant?
Meh.
I'm just "good" with other people's money, and not mine.
My stomach is hurting too. Probably stress, or perhaps my stomach is bleeding from the stomach bleeding pills I have to take?
At least my back feels better.
Better news? I get to participate in a brainwave experiment on Friday, 10 bucks an hour. At least it will get me a bit of fun cash.
Maybe even enough to go see Mamma Mia with Heather and her mom on Friday. Not really sure yet, as I may not be able to buy a ticket in advance due to having no money, and they may sell out. Who even knows? I love ABBA, don't you?
But Thursday night is the Ems Barbecue work throws, so free beer for that and Heather is being my date. Free hamburger too. =)
And no work the next day.
So I shouldn't be so damn pissy today huh?
Yet I am. Oh I am.
Anyone have fun news to share? Fun things to do?
My child is probably coming back on the 27th, so is anyone having a party I may actually be able to attend before that? (*gasp*)
It so rarely happens that the cosmos align and I can easily get out of the house and be guilt free about it.
I'm so done with this week. And we're only halfway through. The good news (I guess) is that I get off the next two days at 5. I would rather sleep in, but then the girl at work who I despise gets all the early shifts. It's a shitty way to look at it, but I don't care. I DO like getting off at 5 instead of 6, so that end of it is pretty cool.
I'm so done. I'm boring myself now. Wish me money, k?
The IRS owes me 189 dollars. If I owed THEM, you bet they would have already processed that AND cashed my check..but since they owe me, I have to wait for a "thousand hours" and it's pissing me off. Every day, I think, this should be the day. Am I impatient? Yes, but it's been 11 weeks as of this Friday, and the damn instructions said 8-12 weeks.
And if you count the FIRST time I sent it in, it's been WAY longer than 12 weeks.
In my head, I just kept thinking that perhaps I would get it by my birthday (though I kept thinking it would be sooner than that), and now I can't believe that it's taken this damn long. SO ANGRY.
Now I have to spend part of my vacation day on Friday calling the damn IRS to see if they can tell me anything, besides..gee. We don't have it. like the last time.
I'm FULL OF HATE TODAY.
Add that to Jake and Karen not sending the child support yet, and I'm highly irritated. On top of EVERYTHING ELSE, I was double charged at Good Times and that pending charge that won't even end up going through could sure screw up my bank account while it's pending and other things go through.
I trust no one at this point. The IRS, the bank, anyone.
Birthdays should bring money, but no such luck. Besides the 25 my dad sent. Which is better than nothing, but sometimes it's 50.
I just wish that present money were more predictable.
At least my dad sent me something.
And we don't get paid until MONDAY. BOO! That's going to be my better check, though I need to catch up on some bills, so not nearly as much play money as I would have hoped.
How do I manage to overspend myself almost every damn month?
How am I an accountant?
Meh.
I'm just "good" with other people's money, and not mine.
My stomach is hurting too. Probably stress, or perhaps my stomach is bleeding from the stomach bleeding pills I have to take?
At least my back feels better.
Better news? I get to participate in a brainwave experiment on Friday, 10 bucks an hour. At least it will get me a bit of fun cash.
Maybe even enough to go see Mamma Mia with Heather and her mom on Friday. Not really sure yet, as I may not be able to buy a ticket in advance due to having no money, and they may sell out. Who even knows? I love ABBA, don't you?
But Thursday night is the Ems Barbecue work throws, so free beer for that and Heather is being my date. Free hamburger too. =)
And no work the next day.
So I shouldn't be so damn pissy today huh?
Yet I am. Oh I am.
Anyone have fun news to share? Fun things to do?
My child is probably coming back on the 27th, so is anyone having a party I may actually be able to attend before that? (*gasp*)
It so rarely happens that the cosmos align and I can easily get out of the house and be guilt free about it.
I'm so done with this week. And we're only halfway through. The good news (I guess) is that I get off the next two days at 5. I would rather sleep in, but then the girl at work who I despise gets all the early shifts. It's a shitty way to look at it, but I don't care. I DO like getting off at 5 instead of 6, so that end of it is pretty cool.
I'm so done. I'm boring myself now. Wish me money, k?
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