The rain falling today has been very symbolic for the way I am feeling, facing the last day of vacation before the school term starts. Just 45 school days but its approach feels like 45 years approaching. Maybe something wonderful will happen in those 45 days.
If not, I was able to increase my income protection insurance if I am finally driven to total collapse! Actually, just completing the application form to upgrade my coverage almost drove me to a mental breakdown.
What is it about forms that bring out the worst in us. No sooner do I open the online application and I start swearing and become a person even I don’t recognise. I had to open the link to the form, but the form has to be printed and completed by hand as it can only be mailed. Then I had to reset passwords and retrieve membership numbers, plus find my plastic membership card, and print out several payslips. It was a three cup of tea job, with a side dose of yelling at Mr FD because he was not answering my questions the way I needed them answered. Mr FD also had the temerity to act as those I was just randomly making up queries just to get my big Monday jollies.
Eventually, the paperwork was completed, then I had to source an envelope and a stamp. Do you know how long it is since I needed either? Luckily I had one sad, soiled stamp in my purse, though I am not sure if it is the right denomination. I am not sure how much a letter costs to post these days! How times have changed – I can remember when we purchased stamps in rolls of 100!
Now to remember to post the letter – and to get out from under my bed tomorrow and front the school day.