I haven't been posting to the blog much this week. It's been a long hard week.
I am just praying that I can have a normal week soon. I need a normal week.
THE BANK ISSUES CONTINUE
You may recall all of my troubles with Bank of America in a recent post a few weeks ago. Well, I've spent at least three hours this week dealing with yet another issue with them. I've gotten a lot of the accounts closed, but until the new mortgage goes through, which takes time, we are stuck with them.
One of our loan companies did not carry through and get the automatic payment transferred and it was pending in an account at Bank of America that only had about $14.58 in it. Sigh.
I saw it and called Bank of America and, of course, they dropped my call, as they always do.
I went into the local loan company office and decided to call Bank of America from there (instead of using up all my cell phone minutes). The BOA representative indicated that if the loan personnel could admit it was there error and apologize on the phone (yeah, can you believe she actually said that!), that she could stop the pending payment before it went through and caused an overdraft charge. What ever happened to just bouncing bad payments? We don't even have overdraft on that account!
So, the loan person spoke on the phone and I was told all was taken care of by BOA. I went through the trouble of making a telephone payment on the loan with my new account so that we would not have a late charge.
To keep the story short, two days later I log in to BOA and discover the payment went through anyway and they charged us $35! ANYTHING to take our money! The loan company had said they would cover the $35 as it was their error, but yet BOA said it wouldn't happen!
So, I called BOA (yet again!) and gave my spiel to a representative who in turn put me on hold for a while again as I transferred so I could give my spiel once again. I was told I could make a "claim." Okay. Whatever it takes to get this fixed. At the end of the claim, I was told that it would come by mail, I would sign it, and return it. "WHAT! How long is this going to take?!!" I said. The representative indicated that she understood my urgency and indicated that it could be done by email or fax. "Can I fax it back too?" I asked. Yes, I could. So, at the end, she indicated to me to allow at least 24 hours for them to actually receive and acknowledge the fax and 10 days to them to investigate and report on the matter.
WHAT! I'm stuck with this for the next 10 days? What ever happened to customer service! I SO want to get these accounts closed.
ULCER IN THE EYE
I woke up Monday morning with an eye that was bothering me. I immediately removed my contact. It wasn't a great way to start a week at all. I pushed my way through the day at work, with my eye getting worse as the day went on, getting redder and redder and causing me pain so as that I would have to shut my eye.
At 4 p.m., I was going to head home and rest the eye, but on a whim went to the eye doctor. Amazingly, she had just finished with her last appointment and got me right in. I am glad I went as I was told that I have an ulcer in my eye. I thought that ulcers were only in stomachs, but apparently bacteria in the eye will eat a hole into the eye. Yep, I had a hole in my eye! It was getting bigger with time and could have gotten much worse.
It was very painful. I learned that whenever my pupil expanded and contracted, it also effected the hole and caused pain. Therefore, anything with light, light my computer or the television, caused me much pain.
I sat there Monday night watching tv with my eye closed and every time the scene changed, I'd peek with my good eye and close my eye and listen. What a way to watch tv! That was much harder to do with American Idol and, therefore, I didn't really get to watch it, only listen to it.

The sample medicine given by the doctor was so tiny. It only was enough for about 7 or 8 applications and with me putting drops in my eyes every 2 hours, it was used up quickly. I was so surprised when the prescription bottle came in and it was not much larger than the sample. It cost me $35 co-pay! Wow. I wonder what it costs without insurance. With $52 doctor appointments and the meds, this is hittting my pocket book hard. The timing is not good with the bank switching and taxes, but when is the timing ever good for being ill?

I took Tuesday off of work to try to heal, but went back to work on Wednesday. Although I was getting better it was still painful. Hubby was sweet to check up on me by text messaging and here is a conversation we had.
Meanwhile, drama started in a private area of the forum Wednesday night. Whew. I was dealing with it all evening and not getting anything else done. I ended up spending about three hours between Wednesday night and Thursday morning figuring out how to set up the admin area the best so that I could put only one individual on moderation. There were so many options and things to think through. Even one box checked wrong caused me problems. What a pain that way when I needed to be doing other things being as my eye problem already had me behind. In the end, all the drama ended okay, but going through is never easy.
Sometimes I feel as if I do nothing wrong and then life just bombards me with, well, life! Why does life have to be so hard?
Saturday the entire day was spent working diligently on taxes. I had worked the previous week on the business accounting books just so I could do the taxes, only to not be able to finish it because of my eye problems. I spent from 7 a.m. Saturday morning until 1 p.m. finishing the business accounting. Then I worked from 1 p.m. until 3 p.m. doing my personal taxes. I went outdoors to take in the beautiful day and work in the yard for an hour or so until one son came home from work. I through good on cookie sheets in the oven and we began working on his taxes and FASFA until almost 8 p.m. Then the other son came home and we worked on his taxes and FASFA until midnight!
Wow! I seriously need a break.
Meanwhile, there are people in the forum impatient because I haven't given them immediate feedback. If things set more than 12 hours sometimes, people begin saying things. It's like I'm tied down here with no grace period.
I work full time and have tons of other issues and people pulling me this way and that way. You have no idea! I try to twitter much of it so people will know where I am and what I am doing, but it doesn't seem to help.
There is always someone somewhere on my back to do something or other.
I just want one week where nothing that I have to struggle with goes on so that I can enjoy life. It never seems to come.
If I were to have written down everything that happens in my life, it would be a made-for-tv movie! Seriously. It always seems the things I have to deal with are not the norm for most other people. It's a constant bombardment.
Life.
I'll quit babbling now and get some sleep....or about 6 hours of it....until the work week begins again. Who knows what is ready to hit me this week.