I'm confused. The county assessor has sent me 4 pieces of mail. All dated within a few days of each other. One is a bill for the next 12 months. One is a check saying you paid too much now that the house sold for a lower amount, and two that say the assessment of the property has been reduced to the purchase price. But the bill is still based on the higher assessment. Ugg. Must call and hash it all out.

omnis,

if it isn't too far away, this sounds like something you need to handle in person.

I second handling it in person.

Saw my shrink today. He wants me to increase my Seroquel and see if that will help. Also reminded me I need to get a GP. Got my lab results - cholesterol levels are wonderful. My D is low and my thyroid numbers were on the high side so he suggested I 1) get a GP and 2) have them do a complete thyroid work up.

I go back to see him in 4 weeks and if I'm not doing better we'll add or completely change my current medication.

I called the assessor office. The bill (that is sent out end of September) is based on the value assessed in January. I purchased the condo in July. So the bill is for the value as of January of 2012. The check is a refund for the difference in amount due. So? They pre-refund me before I pay. But, for whatever reason, can't just show that as a credit on the bill, so the bill is less. So I deposit the check, and write another. Wow. Talk about efficient government! Crazy! Crazy I tell ya!

Somebody please reassure me that I'm not a horrible disgusting person.

Why on earth would you be a horrible disgusting person? You're not, unless you've been REALLY GOOD at lying to all of us for the past, what, 10 years?

The mice. There was one in one of the traps. I couldn't deal with it (majorly phobic) so I went to ring the landlords' door, and they got rid of it, and she could see that I was really upset, and she said, "We never had them before" and then shook her finger at me and said, "And make sure you don't leave any more food out so that there aren't any more."

I have no problem with cockroaches and stuff. I trapped them and brought them outside plenty of times when I was living in New Orleans. Rodents, no. I was just barely holding myself back from the edges of a panic attach before she lectured me.

Frankly, your landlady is being a bitch. I would be thinking about moving. She has invaded your space to a ridiculous degree, and now she's lecturing you? Please.

She keeps reminding me that there weren't any mice before I moved in. I just remembered that the people who lived here before me had cats.