I filled up Sean's car with gas last Thursday. No big deal...except I'd forgotten that I'd filled up my van (23 1/2 gals) and all that jazz. I then turned around and filled up Sean's car *again*.
Well, debit card transactions are wonderful things. Gas pumps only test to see if they can do a $1 charge. If they can, they'll authorize the pump...handy to know for emergencies...but bad in reality.
I'm now ~$65 overdrawn on my debit card. Color me not happy.
The upside is that I don't have to worry about putting gas in the van for a couple of months now.
I just feel like an idiot. This *really* isn't helping my feelings of worthlessness and being out of control with the MS type thing I have. It's turning into a chore to get up every day...to keep on breathing. It's just not seeming like its worth it anymore.
2 comments:
Honey, please. :: hugz you close :: Believe me when I say you're NOT worthless, and you're important to a number of people.
It was an honest mistake, and certainly not one worthy of beating yourself up over. (HUG)
I'd have to agree with the guy above. Yer not worthless. Hello I wanna be able to read the rest of yer novel! *HUG*
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