This has been kind of a bad week. After a survivable weekend at home, I came back here with no meals prepared for the week. Then I had a series of obligations to fulfill. On Wednesday I finally got some food cooked but was completely exhausted. Today I tread lightly.
I’m tired from a number of things. A lot of it is from essentially having taken 2 weeks off from life (because really, the rest of it didn’t matter) and then trying to pick everything back up at a time when things have to get done. 2 weddings by the end of Labor Day weekend, grad school stuff to get finalized, everything all over the place.
That’s why I nearly had a meltdown this morning when I opened a letter to find a bill for a doctor’s visit that I think was miscoded & should’ve been covered by the insurance. I already dealt with a collections agency + hospital billing department earlier this year to straighten out a bill from another medical place and I do NOT have the energy to do that again.
It was only $40, so I was thinking of just paying it. But that made me feel bad because I don’t like spending chunks of money I don’t have to. I decided not to think about it and just go to work.
While at work, I was telling a friend about this issue and wondering where in the budget I’d get the $40. Suddenly I remembered—some friends of ours had given us $40 in a sympathy card. I hadn’t been familiar with sympathy money, so I put it aside. Nothing had occurred to me as a particularly good way to spend it. But voila!
And so, serendipity.