I’m not going to run down a list, but I feel I suffer more than my share of the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune. Certainly I’ve been very lucky in my life, but whenever I try to improve my situation – take two steps forward – I get knocked back a step. Here’s the latest:
When I got the loan for my house (itself a 2F-1B thing, since I lost my job just before closing) I opted to pay my homeowner’s insurance premium with my mortgage payment. Totally transparent to me. Well, I got a letter from the bank saying that my insurance has expired. I’d better get covered toute de suite or they will get insurance for me. I called the bank and told them that I thought they were the ones who were supposed to pay the premium. Yes, they said; but they need to get a bill before they pay it, and they never got a bill.
So I called the insurance company. Although I specifically told them over the phone (remember, I was in California at the time) that I was getting coverage through them, they never got “official” word. The bank said the title company should have sent it to them. Well, I haven’t contacted the title company yet. I tried calling my realtor, but it was the end of the day. Somebody dropped the ball, and I don’t think it was me. The insurance company never followed up on getting a payment to start the coverage (which they wouldn’t have gotten unless they sent an invoice to the bank) because they assumed I got insurance from another carrier. Fine. Just start it now.
But the house has not been insured for the past year (even though monies were being collected). That means it’s a new policy. That means that instead of the $365 collected for the premium, my first year’s policy will be over $900 – which they said they negotiated down from $1,200. So that means that I’ve got to come up with $600 out of my own pocket.
Now, I’ve ranted about losing half of my income when the Indian company came to my last job and I got laid off. My savings haven’t lasted as long as I thought. But I’ve almost got the bike (that I bought a couple of months before I was laid off) paid off. I’ve stopped going to lunch, dinner, movies, etc. I’ve stopped buying stuff. I have been making an effort to create a positive cash flow.
And then I get blindsided. Again. I try to save money and what do I get? Another bill. What am I? A schlmazel? Would it really throw the grand plan of the universe out of alignment if I get ahead a little? Or at least gain equailibrium?
Please, Goddess, I need a break!