So, I went to the bank yesterday to start a new account, First, I ended up having to wait 30 minutes just to see someone. Then when it was finally my turn, and the teller and I were trying to get everything set up, I was told that my s.s. number that they had online didn’t match the one that was really mine. It said, that it was issued a year before I was even born. So the guy recommended that I go to the s.s. office and make sure someone wasn’t trying to steal my identity or something.
I end up having to leave the bank and drive to the s.s. office and one of the guys there checks everything out and he says that everything looks fine and it must be an error on their part. So, I end up driving back to the bank and telling the teller that I went to the office (I showed him proof) and was told that everything matches fine and nobody is pretending to be me and that it is on there end.
What was suppose to take 30 or 40 minutes at the most, ended up taking me over 2 hours to get done. I mean, I am glad that nothing was wrong with my personal information, but all of it was kind of annoying. While we were at the bank though, I think that I was able to convince my mother to start putting money away for her retirement. We are thinking about investing in some Cd’s, which looks like a good option for her. So it wasn’t all bad.
Well today is the day I turn 30…
I don’t know how I feel about that. I kind of feel old… :/
I know I said I am cutting out sweets, but I didn’t want to miss out on my birthday cake. I had two pieces yesterday and a piece this morning and I think I am going to call it quits. It was a large cake, so there is a lot left-over, but I don’t plan on being the one to finish it up, lol.
One of my nieces may be coming over today, if her dad ever gets home from whatever drunken’ bender he is on now. :whatevah: I was thinking about doing some more cleaning. I did a bit a couple of days ago, but I think I am going to have to do a big overhaul of things. I have junk that is broken or doesn’t get used and it just takes up much needed space. So, either I will do it later today or wait until Monday when I will have one of my sisters help me move the heavy stuff.
My moms birthday was yesterday and my birthday is this Sunday (Father’s day), and my youngest sister has to go to her dads for Fathers day, so we decided to celebrate my mother and I’s birthday today. It was very nice. We had a quiet celebration with gifts, cake and ice cream and for dinner we had large homemade burritos which we all love.
I just wanted to say: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!
I love you so much and hope you have a wonderful birthday! 🙂
About ten minutes ago my mom left with her cat (which I don’t really like) to take her to the vet and get her spayed. (It should have been done a long time ago, but she was an inside cat and my mother didn’t think she needed to be fixed.) Anyways, my mom and sister had spent about 15 minutes trying to get her into the cat crate (I heard screaming and yelling) when they decided to come and get me to put her in. I didn’t really want to do it since they both were all scratched up and my sister was yelling about how she was pissed that she couldn’t wear a skirt for her date tonight.
So how much trouble did I have. It took me like 10 seconds to get her in. I got her from the corner from where she was hissing and held on to her back legs and fronts legs and put her right in. My mom and sister just looked at me and asked how’d I do that. Heh. To be fair though, the cat does have claws like xacto knives and she did do a number on them, but I thought it was kind of funny that I had no trouble whatsoever getting her in her crate when me and her don’t really even like each other.