Feeling like I need a nap for roughly a year, after calling the bank. Very glad to finally get it over with so there’s one less thing to worry about, though.
Some supper will have to do.
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It also really doesn’t help that any kind of (hopefully) temporary problem with access to funds throws me straight into “Oh Shit, We’re Totally Broke!!!” poverty panic mode.
With OCD Jerkbrain adding loads of extra fun, and plenty of experience for it to work from.
Being aware this is happening does help with perspective some. But it’s still a PITA to deal with.
No doubt part of the reason that instead of asking for takeout, I decided to play Kitchen MacGyver today when I was super stressed and really did not have the energy.
Better to use what we have, make extra sure not to waste anything, and COOK BEANS 🙄
So, that debit card didn’t work again when I tried that ATM today. Seemed worth another try, just hoping. NOPE.
So, I finally got it together and called the bank a little while ago. Just about gave myself a stroke, but I got fed up and figured my half-deaf ass trying to deal with them through not-so-accessible means would actually be less stressful than continuing to drive myself crazy worrying about it.
This time, the person I got was actually pleasant enough to deal with–and it turned out that there is no problem with the actual account after all 😧 (Which may have had something to do with the guy staying pleasant.)
That was the same ATM I tried multiple times, one just up the street, and it’s possible that the specific machine wasn’t playing well with my card. It may be a chip problem requiring a physical card replacement, which would be a tad inconvenient but no biggie.
I didn’t want to try using the card elsewhere after it got declined, since in past experience when the balance is fine? That’s always happened because they’d put a block on the account. (And all but one time, when there was an actual data breach, that’s been thanks to false positives with their fraud detection 😬)
Anyway, it’s a relief to find out that the account should be fine, and totally usable. Except possibly with that ATM. Should definitely be able to use it online. So I’m not functionally broke after all.
The whole thing also prompted me to request a replacement card for the joint account, after the last scheduled one just didn’t arrive. Handy to have backup available, regardless.
Fighting feeling kinda bad over accessibility problems making me put off getting after the bank for days. But, disability.
At least my phone payment did go through before the weekend, is all I can say.
Hopefully this garbage won’t take another month to get sorted out 😱
It also really doesn’t help that any kind of (hopefully) temporary problem with access to funds throws me straight into “Oh Shit, We’re Totally Broke!!!” poverty panic mode.
With OCD Jerkbrain adding loads of extra fun, and plenty of experience for it to work from.
Being aware this is happening does help with perspective some. But it’s still a PITA to deal with.
No doubt part of the reason that instead of asking for takeout, I decided to play Kitchen MacGyver today when I was super stressed and really did not have the energy.
Better to use what we have, make extra sure not to waste anything, and COOK BEANS 🙄
It also really doesn’t help that any kind of (hopefully) temporary problem with access to funds throws me straight into “Oh Shit, We’re Totally Broke!!!” poverty panic mode.
With OCD Jerkbrain adding loads of extra fun, and plenty of experience for it to work from.
Being aware this is happening does help with perspective some. But it’s still a PITA to deal with.
Plans for tonight: hot dogs. For which I am currently trying to throw together some lentil chili and a little slaw made out of a fragment of Savoy cabbage lurking in the fridge. Because I really want proper hot dogs with chili, and the store up the street was unexpectedly closed all weekend for some kind of renovations 😒
Don’t know if they’re open now, with the doors blocked off so I couldn’t see if there was a sign–and I just don’t have the spoons to hike up there and see right now. Especially if that means coming back empty handed again, and still needing to use spoons I don’t really have to MacGyver some food out of what we’ve already got at home.
To make things even better, even if I did have the energy to do that and feed us too? Bussing it elsewhere wouldn’t be a reasonable plan, with maybe £20 cash on hand and HSBC having decided to block my debit card for no apparent reason again 😬 (As I also found out over the weekend.) The buses also haven’t taken cash for years now. I guess I could put £10 on an old Oyster card to get to another store and have the other £10 to spend, but nah. Talk about extra hassle and spoons I just do not have available. Hopefully Mr. C will remember to bring more cash, though that’s not helping today.
(And of course my half-deaf ass hasn’t had the wherewithal to try calling the bank to deal with that yet. I’ve been doing without a working credit card for months, for the same reason. Most likely their fucked up anti-fraud algorithms again, but who knows. There’s no accessible way to get in touch about account problems, and my one attempt at dealing with the bank using the shitty relay service here was unpleasant enough that I don’t want to try that again. Going to have to think of something, though, because now I have no direct access to funds whatsoever. While needing to do most shopping online, because disability. I really fucking hate HSBC by now, but nobody else seems to be any better 😧)
Enough disruption that I needed to bitch about it, apparently. I know I don’t handle disruptions that well at the best of times, but this is just too much at one time. When I’m already having a hard time coping lately, as a baseline.
Probably should have just said fuck it, and asked him to get takeout tonight. But, I am stubborn. Plus I didn’t trust those overly expensive GF sausages to stay good much longer after the delays already, and I really wanted some hot dogs after not getting them over the weekend.
Sometimes specific comfort food is exactly what a person needs. Even with kitchen MacGyvering required. Have to do that enough usually between foreign ingredient availability and special dietary requirements, so at least I have gotten decent at it by now.
Pleasant surprise: the Amazon delivery guy came back a few minutes ago, instead of waiting for tomorrow! And we’re better set for cooking.
(Plus a few other things like shoe insoles, but I was particularly glad to see these because I wanted to use some of the oyster sauce tonight.)
I was glad to find some celiac-friendly Chinese soy sauce, because all I can find locally now is Kikkoman. Which is a lot better than nothing, but a pretty different flavor profile. I also added a liter bottle of the Kikkoman when I saw it, because why not. Glad to more readily be able to get the smaller bottles, but they don’t last that long.
And hopefully I can remember not to basically hoard back the oyster sauce this time. The last one sat in the fridge until it molded, with about half the bottle left 🙄
I’m still pretty messed up and feeling jet-lagged from that virus. The continuing blood sugar wackiness is probably not helping.
Now I can suddenly barely keep my eyes open, and would really like to get down for a couple of hours. Here’s hoping that doesn’t turn into 8 or 12 again 😵
And, guess what! 🙄 I did make myself get up with the alarm long enough to take a pill I really don’t need to forget, turn off the fish lights, and use the bathroom. Couldn’t stay awake much longer, though. Only like 9 hours total this time, and I guess my system really needed the rest.
Also, I managed to miss an Amazon delivery this morning by about half an hour. Didn’t expect them to try that early, because they usually don’t. But, the delivery person showed up in the maybe hour window between Mr. C leaving for gaming and my waking up for good. Because of course they did.
Not a huge deal, but annoying. They’re supposed to try back tomorrow, but I kinda wanted one thing today.
I’m still pretty messed up and feeling jet-lagged from that virus. The continuing blood sugar wackiness is probably not helping.
Now I can suddenly barely keep my eyes open, and would really like to get down for a couple of hours. Here’s hoping that doesn’t turn into 8 or 12 again 😵
When you’re not sure if somebody is being legitimately forgetful or passive aggressive, and you really don’t want to ask 😒
(ETA: As usual, it’s nobody here. Not into vaguing like that.)
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