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After a number of calls, and disconnections through no fault of my own, then checking on my phone bill to make sure that was good... and struggling with even that, I started taking care of some other business. After finally getting through to one business, only to find that they were not going to be able to help, but given the number of another business which might help... only to call that second business, after lots of hassle again, only to find that today is their off day. Bleh.
Several cards needed checked. One problem, with the first card, required an half hour of talking with several different accounts, to set up a pin number which I will never use... oh and I meant to reset my online password, but was distracted with the rest of the junk, only to find out I had misread the date on my card. It IS still good. A little chunk of the numbering had rubbed off, making it look like a "15" instead of a "16", at least at a casual look. I may call them back yet today. Now that I have a number. Bleh.
Another of my cards was recently sent. They didn't get it returned, and one way or another I don't have it, so... I called and reset that, it should be here before too long.
On the good side, most of those I have spoken with have been pleasant and patient. What that really ever means is anybody's guess. Still, it helps on my end to at least believe the person I am speaking with doesn't overtly hold some sort of grudge. And, for my part, I believe I sounded reasonable. In spite of all the hurdles, troubles, toils, and problems, I really did keep it together and played nice. The people weren't the problem, for one thing. Just one of those days.
Hmm... yeah... I think I will make one final call for the day, and attempt to set up my online access for the card. Oh, but... by the way? I am nearly, apart from home payments, just about debt free. Which means I may begin thinking about the wheat grinders... one of them anyway. I'd love the prep one, but it is by far the most expensive. And not one I would use immediately, or often... regularly. It's probably a bit too much. Only a reserve, but one that may well be necessary in a shorter timeline. Though, with the trip coming up, I may have to just hold on. I have to stop spending like a madman though too.
I'm doing what I can. Later.
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