And you thought you were having a bad day...

Today was NOT a good day...

First thing this morning I realized I was out of GAS so I stopped to get some and my card got denied, so I call my bank to see the balance, I had .14 cents, How the heck did this happen! Well apparently I spend to much money this weekend at the beach and DH did some food shopping while I was gone and never told me... Thanks goodness I had a check in my purse that I was holding onto so I put that in the bank and DH gets paid tomorrow so that will be there, but I guess everything I paid last week cleared quickly and being away I was just NOT watching the bank account, but still where the heck does all this money go... I feel like I never spend, but maybe I did just alittle this weekend...

Second after that crisis was over, I called my insurance company to check on the status of my claim, this claim I sent in in November for the IF cycle that I got pregnant on, they said some of my meds were not covered and I paid of of pocket only to find out once I got pregnant that those meds were indeed covered, so in Nov I gather everything I needed and sent in my claim, Dec came and they denied me saying I was missing the daily dosage, so my Dr writes a letter, 3 months later they finally get back to me (they claim they sent back my claim last week - I have yet to receive it) now they denied me again for not knowing the daily dosage of the meds, I explained to the man then a lady (his supervisor b/c I think he was weirded out that I explained my cycle to him) That during fertility treatment you get all your meds and do not know the dosage until the RE calls to tell you your levels for the day and tells you what to take, different meds for different parts of your cycle, there is no predicting it... Well after 1 hour trying to explain this to her and explain this is why my doctor wrote a letter I GOT PISSED!!!!! She probably hates me but I threw out a few words like suing and representation on my behalf, and such. She told me to resubmit after I get my papers back, I plan on writing a LONGGGGGGGGG letter and getting a patient advocate, I should have that money back... I need to for the baby.

After that debacle I thought my day would get better but no... Today was cleaning lady day... All I could think of when I arrived in my driveway was I will be walking into a clean house Hooray!

I left the dog downstairs in my office b/c she does not do well along with strangers well I returned to blood everywhere, on my door on the carpet and the seam of the carpet ripped up at the door, she was so upset or trying to see who was in the house... that she went nuts, she had a scape on her paw from digging, which caused all the blood, so now I have to clean that up... It looks like she murdered someone... We will also have to figure out what to do with her next time the cleaning lady is here, unfortunately she is here on a day in which I can not get out of working in the AM... Do you know what it is like to be pissed and so sad all at once, I felt bad for my little PITA but was so mad at her too.

Then DH gets the call from his second job that he did not have to work tonight, I was going to make left overs for DD and I and he could find something later, when he got the call I was so excited b/c he would be home to eat with us and I could get some things done around the house... well he is also on call for his primary job this week, well right before dinner he got called out on a job. So there goes my night...

So here I am trying to get out of this bad day... also the little baby has not moved much today thank heavens for dopplers so I would be freaking out, I may call if she does not start up by tomorrow... she was probably feeling all my anxiety today and decided to lay low.

Here's to a better day tomorrow!