Ikes! I've been monitoring my account like whoa because I don't have the cushion I like right now. Most people would be happy with it, but I'm crazy like that, especially when it comes to my mortgage payment.
Oh, I finally set up Wells Fargo online and freaked out over a checking account existing (my mortgage and escrow are through them, and Wachovia and WF just merged.) Turns out my parents still have me on that checking account from almost 20 years ago when I took a turn at writing the monthly checks for a piece. I promised I wouldn't use my powers for evil.
The funniest thing that happened was that P. bought 1 lb of each cheese, rather that one package. And he spend forever lookng for pieces to add up to a pound.
That's pretty funny. I can't believe how some people don't have any sense.
Oh, thank goodness you just reminded me to put money in my checking account to cover the rent check I wrote this morning. Yikes!
Lord, I forgot to write my monthly "rent" check to The Boy (rent, gas/electric, phone, and water in the months that water is due). I mean, if I was really lax, he'd remind me, but I'm usually on top of it.
I write him the check and then ask him if he needs 2 forms of ID and then lift my shirt. Every month.
Oh, I finally set up Wells Fargo online and freaked out over a checking account existing (my mortgage and escrow are through them, and Wachovia and WF just merged.) Turns out my parents still have me on that checking account from almost 20 years ago when I took a turn at writing the monthly checks for a piece. I promised I wouldn't use my powers for evil.
Hah! This reminds me of when I checked my free credit reports for the first time a couple years back, and went "WTF!?!" and realized I was still on my parents' credit card from back when they gave it to me the week they went on their 20th anniversary trip when I was a senior in high school and took care of my siblings. I never had a physical copy of it since then, but my name never came off the account as an authorized signer, and they still had the account. I called them up and was like "Er..."
I also just ordered my mom's Mother's Day gift. I was just going to order flowers for her, and then we got one of those cutesy catalogs that has a little of everything -- shit for your yard, pictures of horses running, various jewellry, etc. -- and as I was idly flipping through it, I came across LAWN GNOME SLIPPERS. (Let us not forget her obsession with gnomes. I gave her a t-shirt that says Chilling with my gnomies on it, and she loves it like I gave her a car.)
Every time I buy her some godforsaken gnome thing, I swear I won't buy another, that I refuse to enable her sick obsession. And then I find something cute as hell, like the t-shirt. And then the slippers. She always wears slippers around the house, and as a kid I used to get them for her every Christmas. So this is sort of a throwback. Plus, gnomes.
Yeah, I've got one of those too. Luckily, never hurt me, only helped. And allowed me to book flights for my mom when she gets overwhelmed by the internut.
This reminds me of when I checked my free credit reports for the first time a couple years back, and went "WTF!?!" and realized I was still on my parents' credit card from back when they gave it to me the week they went on their 20th anniversary trip when I was a senior in high school and took care of my siblings.
I have been trying to get a certain store to stop reporting my mother's credit card on my credit report for 10 years now.
I feel cool. Somebody I know was on Countdown.
I was already sort of jealous about the three degrees(she's a lawyer and a social worker, in addition to the lege. Which I'm no longer jealous of...gack.)
