Taking a knee and a breath.

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I checked my account today.  Both of them, while I was at it.  The other accounts are low but unmolested.  No one has seen fit to take, at least inordinately large amounts, of the money without reason or rightness.  The returned sum, plus what I cashed in from the other account, makes the bankrupted account look splendid.  Almost rich, for a poor man.  And, after adding what is in all, what is coming, and what will be going out this month, even with the hog, I am back to fiscally copacetic.  After working for years to keep my accounts clean, for moral and mental reasons... life is just better if one isn't choking on pennies, overdrafts, and such... that to have a bad spell that was rigged, and worse, is troubling.  With phone calls from thieves, this sort of thing, and the V.A., I am beginning to suspect these sorts of things have very little to do with money.  I think they are trying to murder the ill through harassment.  I really do.  I doubt if I am the only one suspecting that, at this point.  Proof is in the pudding.

Anyway, after checking, I called to see if the bank would, as it suggested, remove the fees and fines.  I'm getting the feeling that they aren't going to do that.  We'll see.  Still, it was good to see black ink, or the electronic form of that.

I haven't been able to do all that much.  I reset the dishes in a fresh soak earlier.  I have fed the girls, and let Sam out at least once.  The dish water became too cool, so I just reset that.  I would love to get out for groceries, or a meal.  Won't happen.  I simply can't, or not yet.  The sun teased earlier, but then, as suggested, never showed.  It is so close, and seems to pop out, but for just a bit.  I might try to push through to get out, I just don't know when... or even if.  Dishes first.

What is needed?  Milk, butter, more cheese along with corn starch, whole whipping cream but just a few cartons since I don't use it in coffee, a bag of ice, fruit, maybe a few veggies to mix in things... spinach with the beef and beans actually sounds good for example.  I only have a few meals a week, I can thus afford better meals.  Though anyone who homecooks probably does even better.  Some I know for sure do.  Oh, flour too.  For now.  When the hog and beef are paid, I'll order replacement wheat so I can in good conscience begin grinding my own wheat.  I want a year supply, plus anything open.  It's just how I do.  Actually I'd like to add another year of supplies.  That can go with me should Alaska become my new home.

I really am enjoying various cooking projects, some new some old.  Menudo would be wonderful, might have to check on tripe, hog's feet, hominy and such... now that I found my pressure cooker.  I'd sure like to get in to town.  Not sure today, tomorrow, or even until some day next week will see me there.  Rough and exhausted.  I just remembered to take the pain killers, though I did remember to turn on the furnace.  Caught in a web of toils troubles and other such.  I'll keep at it.  Later.

Update:  I was wrong.  While I eat some crow, I will thank my bank.  I didn't name them but they know who they are.  It was a small thing.  And yet it very much was not a requirement that they do anything.  They did that out of good ethics.  No, that isn't even true.  They really did it out of an abundance of good will.  Ethically, legally, they had no reason to return anything.  Remember that when you think about dealing with a company.  I have... made some effort.  Though, if it is obvious that they cheated me... then names will be tossed about quite frankly... most surely.  Gah!  I better go before I do more word and name goo fun.  I am terrible at it, but... you know I have a hank for it.  Gah!