My day started off with quite a bang today. I rolled out of bed around 6:30 not because I wanted to but because my throat was in such pain I couldn't sleep. Nice I thought to myself, I ‘m getting sick and then I’ll pass it along to my kids just in time for Halloween. While I was up trying everything in my might to counter act my sore throat (drinking a big glass of OJ, and taking a horse pill they call a vitamin) I thought I would take care of a few bills online. So I log onto our bank account and discover I have like $60.00 in our account. I tried to think, with my early morning brain not quite functioning at full capacity, is that right? Did we really only have $60.00 in our checking account? Then my brain kicked into gear and I scrolled through the charges and came across 5 transactions that were quite large and I know I didn’t make. So before I get into total freak out mode I run to the bedroom and wake Ronnie up and tell him our checking account has been high jacked! He gets on the phone with the bank who then tells us basically we have to go to a branch in order to get it resolved. We still had over an hour before the bank opened and I was not happy about that because I wanted justice right then and there.
Today was Ronnie’s day off from work and I had scheduled Stanley Steamer to come over and try their darndest to clean my furniture. I am so disgusted with my couch and loveseat I’m about ready to do what my neighbor did and sell it for $50, but then I wouldn’t have any new furniture for about a year because I can’t bring myself to buy some more until Lana Lou is no longer a walking mess. My Stanley Steamer appointment was between 9:00 – 12:00, which was perfect because I was supposed to go to the park with my neighbor at 9:00 and Ronnie could deal with the cleaners. Well this was no longer the plan, Ronnie was on his way to the bank and I was sitting at home waiting on the cleaners. I have an aversion to having people come into my home to do work with Little Lou and myself all alone. I think this aversion comes from living in apartments that had creepy maintenance guys. Anyway, the cleaner guys were very nice and I got over my fear. While they were cleaning I was trying my hardest to sew Kyle’s Halloween costume.
Kyle wants to be Link from Zelda for Halloween and there are no Link costumes in stores that I can find. For some reason I had it in my head that Kyle had to have his costume for Thursday, but I was wrong he doesn’t need it until Saturday. Of course that didn’t dawn on me until later in the day. I didn’t even have a pattern I just drew on the fabric with a sharpie and cut it out and tried sewing it together. Let’s just say that maybe I should make a sign for Kyle to wear with his costume so people will know what it is supposed to be.
Ronnie comes home with a new checking account and some papers from the police department and starts looking at our credit reports to see if whoever high jacked our bank account did the same thing to our credit accounts. I think so far we are lucky, but I’m not happy at all about the new checking account. I had our old one all set up with automatic payments and transfers to savings and so forth and I really enjoyed not having to think about anything when it comes to mortgage payments and car payments. Then we started thinking, we just ordered new checks and now that account is not even open. And all the things that come out of our account like Netflix and Sirius and Kyle’s tuition and we don’t even have a debit card yet to go online and switch them over to our new cards. This is such a big inconvenience!
The cleaner guys finish up and tell me that they can’t get all the stains out, which I knew there was no way they could but they did try. They complemented me on the costume and tried to convince Ronnie that while they were there they should clean our computer room carpet. It could defiantly use a cleaning but we think we are going to replace it before too long so there is really no need to clean it now.
I am having a little Halloween party this Friday and I have told myself that I need to get a family picture on the wall by then. I don’t know why this sticks out as something I have to do in order to have a party at my house. Maybe I was just looking for a deadline and this was one that came to mind. Anyway, I bought a picture frame that held an 11x14 picture which is not a problem because Sam’s makes big pictures in an hour. So we go to Sam’s and all their computers are not working at the moment. Ronnie goes behind the counter and tries to load it on their master machine while a lady resets all the computers that the customers use. It was taking forever for the master machine to download our pictures and so we tried one of the newly restarted machines and it worked. But then it wouldn’t let me select the size I wanted. The lady working said just select a 4x6 and she would convert it to 14x11. I have trust issues or something because I knew she would forget. So we leave Sam’s and go pick Kyle up from school and the photo lady called and said our pictures were ready. To my surprise she did remember and they came out great, except for some reason Ronnie’s head is really red, oh well he doesn’t care. We go home and we are ready to hang to picture and now we can’t find one picture hanger in our house. Ronnie goes to the store to get some and I start marking the places on the wall. Finally our pictures are hung and Lana is taking a nap and Kyle is doing homework and I think I’ll make it through the day.