money

This morning my bank, bless them, forced me to own up to the fact that I have several entities who'd like money from me but who have no idea how to contact me anymore. Part of that horrible move last month involved having no address for a while (foolish; I should have at least set up forwarding to my parents' or something (but maybe the idea didn't reach conscious levels because of memory of my parents "accidentally" opening mail addressed to me in the past, and then giving me a hard time about the content they accidentally would read -- it's probably just as well that I never give them an inch anymore)) and I have never quite gotten around to setting up forwarding to Chez Chestnut. So this morning I couldn't sit in the 4-digit and finish this letter I wanted to finish, because no cash machine would give me any money. My bank is happy now, and my credit card is happy, and now I must face the insurance companies. Eek. I really hate this.

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Saw The Movie yesterday, and it was basically a three-hour emotional assault, since I was on emotional overload to begin with. I was silently crying through most of it, and at several points it took effort not to sob. I have been in a funny way lately, let me tell you. After, cthulhia dragged some stuff out of me (ew) which I hadn't been very open about, and it's better this way, of course. I have yet to wholly word my thoughts on alla that, cuz it's very complicated, and also not something I talk about in weblog. Ho! But: it's good, better than it was, and getting better still. How's that?

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I got my Xmas gift from Leah today. Bread! My breakfast plans spurned, I instead ate some of this, with peanut butter. Mmm. Thanks.

Strange fact: I am the only bread-eater in this house. ?! If you don't count Leslee, that is. I would offer some of this bread to her but it will surely be all et before she gets back from Hawaii.

ugh

My insurance company killed my policy due to non-payment. Fortunately, I called within the reinstatement-on-payment grace period, but that's not going to happen before tonight or tomorrow morning, when I am supposed to go up north to my own personal Grey Havens for a few days.

I really don't want to take a bus to Waterville. I'd sooner scrap the whole trip. There is no place in central Maine that is within walking distance of any other place; I would be immobilzed. Ugh.

I wonder what to do. I really want to see my northern friends again.

I feel a little bad that I can't just stay here over the Xmas thing, and be with local friends. This would result in making my family very sad and confused, though, and I do not wish to do that, even though I'm not very close to them.