Sorry folks, but this is gonna be a quick-and-dirty post. (And not the fun kind of quick and dirty.)
I’ve been sleeping up a storm, but I’m still pretty weary. Managed to leave the house three times this weekend, and it just about did me in. I think I may be catching a cold. That or the pollen count is horrible. Which I could check online, I guess but… don’t wanna.
Monday morning I have to get up early to take care of emails so that I can leave for Tim’s (ugh) 8:30 a.m. appointment with a clear conscious. We need the doctor to get some forms filled out. So that we can finally actually get a disability lawyer.
It’s not as though these forms have been sitting around for two months or anything. I think it’s closer to three. Too many other crises have been going on, and we’re just getting around to this crap now.
Anyway, the urgency was brought home because the hearings officer from the SSA called. Which means she’s actively working on the case and might set a date soon. And we still don’t have a damn lawyer.
At any rate, the hearings officer was letting us know that the CORE Institute hasn’t responded to her three requests for Tim’s records inre: his back. Also, she needs the name/address/phone number of the place that did the MRI.
So Monday morning will consist of doctor’s appointment, sending Tim to the post office as soon as I can get everything in an envelope and calling CORE to a) get them moving on those records and b) get the imaging center info. Then calling the lady back to let her know it’s done. And pray that she doesn’t set a date before we officially have a damn lawyer.
Tuesday, I have therapy (which, at this point, I’ll need) and Tim has a meeting with his meds nurse.
Wednesday, I have to call Bank of America to make sure they received our home insurance company’s request for payment. Because apparently they didn’t receive the first one. So Friday afternoon I got a warning note that our home insurance would be cut off in early October.
Also fun: Friday we woke up to a negative account balance of more than $6,000. Turns out that the period didn’t make it when I requested a transfer of $138.38 into Capital One 360.
So the online bank tried to remove $13,838 from our account. I swear I double-check that stuff, but apparently not.
A panicked call to Chase later, they were able to undo the transfer before anything became official. For $30, of course. Stupidity tax accepted.
So yeah… definitely back from vacation. Sigh.