Ugh
Monday, January 23rd, 2006What a rough couple of weeks. It began by finding out my Visa Check Card had been compromised. A few months ago, I received a notice from DSW Shoe warehouse that their systems had been hacked and my credit card information was stolen. Honestly, I didn’t think much of it. Another apparent clue I missed was that Mark and Debbie (Lindsey’s Parents) had received the same notice and the week before had their account compromised. Unfortunately, I’m a dolt and didn’t take action.
So, I log into my bank account and see all of these charges that I don’t remember making (about $473.00 worth) and immediately call Wells Fargo to protest. Apparently I had been purchasing fried chicken, groceries and all sorts of drugs and personal hygiene products somewhere in the Phillippines. To top it off, all of the transactions show as “card presented”, meaning that they actually had a duplicate of my card (mine still being tucked away in my wallet) and went to town.
After assuring the bank that my card was not stolen, Lindsey (as the only other person that would be making charges on my card) was not running off to the Philippines with my card, and I had not been traveling to that country…ever, they froze my account, canceled my card and suggested I file a police report. Nevermind that we were leaving for Santa Barbara that evening and doing so would leave me without access to my account. Fortunately, I had some cash on me and we were able to go on “vacation” without incident.
After all of that, yesterday we were supposed to have our engagement photo session with the wedding photographer. After spending the morning fretting about what everyone (Me, Lindsey, kids et al) was going to wear, we actually arrived on time at Torrey Pines State Beach (a miracle in itself). Unfortunately, the photographer was no where to be found. After waiting for about 45 minutes and me driving around aimlessly looking for her, we decided to call it a day. We found out later that our photographer had scheduled us in her book for the 23rd (rather than the 22nd) despite e-mail correspondence to the contrary and she apologized profusely.
To top it all off, I began to get sick yesterday and my body is in full anti-viral mode. I have a headache, my muscles hurt, my throat is killing me and my head feels like someone shoved a cotton pillow up my nose. I’ve been trying to take care of a little work today, but had to call it quits a few minutes ago. I was looking for my cell phone headset in preparation for a conference call and promptly opened my truck door onto my forehead. This, of course, left me with a 1/2 inch gash in my forehead and enhanced my already cloudy, pain infested head. By the way, the gash should look great for our now rescheduled photo session this Sunday.
At this point, I’m fully expecting a meteorite to come crashing through the roof and put me out of my misery…but I might enjoy that too much right now.





