2002-06-03 - 11:14 p.m.

Bad Day

You ever had one of those days that starts bad and just gets worse? Today was like that.

It really started last night. I had a really bad night's sleep. It took me a very long time to actually get to sleep, and when I woke up I didn't feel rested at all. This has been happening more than I would like recently.

If I didn't know better I'd blame it on Planetarion, but there IS no Planetarion for me any more. The only thing I can think of is that Lily and I are eating too late at night. We sometimes don't get around to dinner until nearly midnight, which is far too late. Such things don't bother Lily - she could fall asleep if she was on fire. On the other hand, I'm sensitive about how I fall asleep. Small noises or discomforts keep me awake. I can never fall asleep sitting up, for instance.

Whatever the cause, I woke up late and feeling like crap. It was almost noon when I finally dragged my leaden body out of bed. Since it was so late I decided to skip breakfast and start the day with lunch after I ran some errands.

This turned out to be a mistake. I wound up dealing with a couple of things that needed higher blood sugar.

My plan was to go down to the store, get the usual Monday bank deposit together, go to the bank, then get myself some lunch. It seemed like a simple plan, and that's good because I was in a simple-minded mood. However the world had other plans for me.

There was a hefty pile of mail waiting for me, and I went digging through it. Hey look! The 2002 proof set had arrived! It sure looks weird seeing coins with "2002" on them.

Uh on. In the pile of letters was an unexpected notice from my bank. Such things are never good news - usually letting me know me that someone has bounced a check on me. I opened up the letter and to my astonishment it informed me that *I* had bounced a check. What the fuck?!? Worse yet, the check that bounced was one made out to my comic distributor.

That is bad news indeed. Bouncing checks on your distributor can lead to all sorts of painful stuff - they can change your terms or discounts or anything they feel like. Shit.

I took a look at my checkbook, and the numbers just didn't add up. According to my figuring I had plenty of money in my account, enough to cover the check with at least $2000 to spare.

So I went to the bank to make my deposit, and to see what the deal was. All this would be a pretty simple proposition on a day when I was feeling okay, but I wasn't. I felt like I was on the verge of a temper tantrum and I had the attention span of a gnat. This was not going to be easy.

To make a long story short, I went to the bank and got a printout of my account, and with only a very quick glance I determined what the problem was. A couple weeks ago I had transferred $6000 from my savings account and from some reason the transfer had been rescinded. They couldn't tell me why, but the teller told me they were going to "do a research on it." Swell.

Well, me having $6000 less in my checking account is certainly a good reason to start bouncing checks. All I could hope is that I hadn't bounced more checks, and especially more checks to my distributor.

The rest of the day seemed like a parade of irritations, but I definitely felt better after lunch.

Boy, today was definitely an ass-kicker. I guess I have to be more mindful about taking care of myself and making sure I get regular food and sleep. Lily can get by skipping breakfast (in fact she almost never eats it) but I can't, whether due to diabetes or encroaching middle age. I hate feeling fragile like this, but I hate feeling like an infant that lost his bottle, too.