pandora's aquarium

I love how when I call my bank I immediately get dumped into the automated system. I never ever get a person. Every time Jonathan has called, he immediately gets a person. I am positive they have a caller ID system that dumps certain numbers into the automated queue. It doesn't matter if I call from my home number or my cell. I have talked to a real human being once, who then put me on hold and the call got "disconnected" . When I called back, I got the automated system again. I have 7 numbers here and have been calling for weeks.

I went to one of the local offices and they said that they don't do any type of loan stuff in any of the bank offices. It all has to be done through one of the "helplines" that never answer. I also sent an email through the website only to be given one of the numbers I already have, even though I told them that I can't get through on the phone. I gave them my phone number to call me, but of course, that didn't happen.

Oddly enough, they are not calling here demanding money. I would think that they would be, since I haven't been able to pay them.

I know they are now going to foreclose on the other house, and I can't do anything to stop it, because I can't talk to a real fucking person. They sent me paperwork for modifying my loan, but they have already told me I am not eligible for that unless I add Jonathan to the loan. That isn't feasible since he now has his own home loan.

I am just at the end of my rope.

{EDIT}GARGHGaljfaioerjlwnfjh...FAFSA keeps kicking out my application because of the stupid PIN.

It seems like everything that I try to do here goes to hell.

We wanted to replace the front door latch on the screen door. 3 hours later the latch is on, but doesn't work.

The master bath shower leaks.

There were mice, but I think they left when we moved in, but it now involves copious amounts of lysol and vacuuming and steel wool.

The stove had to be converted to run on LP gas instead of Natural. Jonathan broke one of the screws to do it off in the stove (he got it out), but now we have to get another kit.

And then the real fun begins. The washing machine decided to explode water all over the laundry room on Sunday. I spent most of the day sitting on soggy towels while attempting to dry the damn thing out. The Maytag repairman will be here today between the hours of 1 and 5 (can we be less specific?). I don't think I will ever do laundry again...

It has to get better, right? RIGHT???

To the asshole who stole my new, not even paid for yet, $200 cell phone last night at work, I hope you


FUCKING DIE IN A FIRE SLOWLY AND PAINFULLY



That is all.