Useless terror.

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I finally got around to checking messages, on my phone.  I found one suggesting I was behind on my water bill.  By a lot.  I thought I had taken care of that!  I was almost sure I had!  So I scrambled to call and figure this out.  The woman who had been doing this was no longer in charge.  She sort of remembered, maybe, handling a pack of checks from an out-of-state account, maybe me, but... just wasn't sure, and no longer had access.  She did give me a couple of names and numbers to check things.

While I was talking, I was checking my account online.  Well, after looking through my checkbooks to figure out which account was used and what the numbers might be.  Actually, there were only two of the copies, though I was certain I had written four checks.  I had thought they were $200, $150, and two $50's.  It looks like, or my bank recorded, that there were two $150 checks... which should put me well over, into the black by a long shot, as utilities aren't that much and I wasn't that far behind.  Must have been in a rush while writing them.  I was terribly embarrassed.  It was the last cleanup after the attempted house theft of ought 17.  :p

Yeah, the bank suggests those checks were cashed.  Still, quite a fright.  Sometimes, like a sleeping animal, something awakens something primal.  Being mostly dead, I sleep often.  I wake in a hurry, from pain or fear.  Primal.  It is as things are.  Still, good to have that almost cleared.  She will be checking, and getting back to me, for sure, today or tomorrow.  By that, I will plan a whole grouping of more checks, a year or two worth, post-dated... I think it should be pre-dated but that's not the convention.  Sometimes I catch when I have lapsed, sometimes I don't.  I do my best.  But, yeah, even as a ghost, I'm still a darned kid... sometimes, in some ways.

Oh, from a few things... I might still be able to go home, if that all works, and get the lawn tractor.  How?  Well, shut up.  That's how.  It'll take me down to scrap, but that was... sort of going to happen no matter what.  A major purchase will do that, especially with me just coming out of the attempted house theft of ought 17.  Damned kids.  Get off my lawn!  Wait, not the ones mowing, or raking.  *sigh*  Know when you are beat?  Shut it.  Good to be king.  Later.