OK, I'm ready to spit nails and I can hear whomever is reading this saying to yourselves, "What -- Tia is going to post a long rant? How very unusual"! As some of you might remember, my father passed away in early August. I'm not doing so well dealing with his death and all the paperwork crap I am having to wade through to get stuff settled because I am his Executor. I am a signer on his checking account and the little money he had in there was his Social Security deposit and the money MediCare sends him so he can pay Mayo Clinic (DO NOT get me started on those F*#$(*$ anal orifices). Anyway, I called and canceled his credit cards by the middle of August. The Visa card person I spoke with said I should just write on his statement that he had no estate or assets and send it back to them. I did this on about 20 August. Yesterday I get a letter AND some court papers from these Visa DI*KWADS telling me how sorry they are that my father has passed away and when am I going to send them the $600+ dollars outstanding on my father's account!! Excuse my profanity but I DO NOT NEED THIS SHIT! Enclosed with this lovely letter -- which by the way also said I should sent them the name, etc. of the attorney who is handling my father's estate -- enclosed is also a court document to be used so they can take legal action to get their &#$*&$#^$% $600 back! I am not a happy camper nor am I terribly emotionally stable right now (probably why I went on so long kvetching about the whole hunting thing which I KNEW better than to do -- VBS -- sorry to everyone about that but there have been some extenuating circumstances). Anyway, I phone the *%#*(%^ credit card company yet again to tell them that if there is any change left after I send Social Security back their money and I pay the idiots at Mayo their Medicare money, I'll be happy to send Visa a check for whatever is left! By this time I am in tears I am so freaking pissed off. Georgia -- the woman I am talking to at Visa -- is lucky she's somewhere in Omaha because I might up and throttle her just for the hell of it -- tells me to do EXACTLY what the first person told me to do!! I am supposed to write that there is no estate and no assets on the court document and send it back to them because Papa was the only signer on the card and Visa will log it as an unrecoverable debt or something like that. I'm sure some bean counter in the money dept. was just doing his or her job and was required to send out all this paperwork. I KNOW I am overreacting but hell's bells I truly am about at the end of my rope. I'm even considering going to the Dr. and asking for some happy pills because this in and out of depression crap has gone on long enough. It usually takes me a couple of weeks, NOT months VBS! The kitties have been wonderful and love on me all the time and that helps some. DH is a total engineer and an absolute lost cause when it comes to anything remotely resembling sympathy. His response (for 35 year now) has been to say "Well, there's nothing you can do about it so deal with it and move on". Then he gives me a nice pat on the head -- I'm serious, that's what he does in this type of situation -- he pats me on the damn head just like I'm one of the cats! NOW is when I really, really miss Suzi (the run away from home, go walkabout and get lost) Dog
-- my crotchety, ill tempered old lady dog. Even more than the kitties, she was ALWAYS ready to just sit by me and follow me around and give me slime kisses when I was really down or upset about something. OK -- I'm better now. Sorry about this but I really don't have anyone else to talk to. Janet lost her dad a few years ago but she really liked her dad so it's difficult for her to understand how I feel because I didn't like my dad. Of my three friends here in town, one has lost her father but it was years ago and the other two have never lost anyone. We were all at lunch and I told them just to ignore me if I got too grumpy because I was not doing too well. The two who have not lost anyone wanted to know why I wasn't too too well and I said DUH -- my dad died two weeks ago is why. One of them mentioned that I had been having a pretty rotten time the last few years. My DBro passed away Feb. 2003 and Mikey Fat Cat crossed the Rainbow Bridge that summer. Spring of 2004 was Janets house fire and then that Summer brought the death of my VDMIL and Suzi (the run away from home, go walkabout and get lost) Dog within a week of each other. Then in Nov., Steven (the SonIL) had his stroke -- did I ever tell you all that he flat lined TWICE and they had to zap his heart to bring him back? I can't remember WHAT bad stuff happened in 2005 -- oh yeah -- DD was in a really bad way and ready to divorce Steven so I had to go to Lizard Land and try to mediate but at least nobody died and then all that lovely stuff with V started up! This year is Papa and there's still three and a half months left. OY -- I should be a screaming lunatic by now! WAIT -- maybe I am -- LOLOL. Sorry to go on for so long. If anyone has made it this far, you have my condolences! Sheena might not like me but she has me pegged as far as my tendency to "go on" :-). I do tend to get on a roll don't I -- LOLOL? OK -- enough -- thanks and ((((RCTN)))). CiaoMeow >^;;^<
PAX, Tia Mary >^;;^< (RCTQ Queen of Kitties) Angels can't show their wings on earth but nothing was ever said about their whiskers! Visit my Photo albums at