Well, sort of. I had a pound of beef thawed that needed to be cooked, and some canned kidney beans and diced tomatoes left over from my last pot of chili. Better to have too much right? So I threw this half ass chili meal together and pounded down most of it! And it was kind of an angry meal too. A distraction from what I awoke to, freshly awakened. My bank told me I have an overdraft!
Ummm, no. Not possible. Without mentioning numbers, it was no where near zero. Basically leaping out of bed I grabbed the laptop and pulled up my bank. The reason for the overdraft was obvious. Seems the ex wife had deposited her alimony check when I told her specifically yesterday that she needs to wait until I say it’s OK to make the deposit. Thanks for the apology Miss X but…
My text this morning asked her – did you make the deposit? her: Yes. me: I told you to please wait until Monday! her: I’m sorry, I misunderstood you. me: Yes you did but it’s OK, I have an overdraft of $77 dollars. her: Do you want me to send you money? me: No, I’ll manage. (as my blood pressure rises)
And that was the blunt end of that text exchange this morning. And the reason I whipped up that meal, a release for some angry energy. It could be worse of course and I’m glad the alimony is less than six months from being completed. I tell people it’s three strikes, I’m out of the marriage game for good. I’m not marriage material and will remain single going forward, it’s not worth it.
Oh 2018 – what surprises do you hold?