I cut a check for the grossly inflated overchargy medical expenses I couldn't get written off that I'm not legally responsible for.
Meeting with the lawyer Tuesday.
I'ts been a week... month... year. Decade.
I think I -have- to have my yearly review by next week or my boss' ass is on the line.
I think.
Not that I'm really chomping at the bit over it, but it'd be nice to know how well I'm doing, and if I'm getting a raise.
So this week promises to be a little purple too.
I thought I'd feel more relief being in this spot, being able to pay these vultures off, and stacking even more of my money each month in more neat little rows.
I mostly feel tired, hurt, and angry.
Like I always do.
I hope you're watching.
I know you're not.