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Slept almost all day today, except for a brief stint when I got up, had coffee, and phoned FoodFare about that missing $60. Turns out their cash-out balanced exactly. D'oh.
The lower-level manager I spoke to said he'd speak to HIS higher-up, and perhaps they could reimburse me. But I'm not holding my breath. Going over the transaction yesterday, I'm certain that I did NOT get the $60 (since it wasn't handed to me with the grocery receipt the way they've always done it in the past, and I have a pretty consistant putting-away-the-money reflex that I definitely did not perform) -- which means either the cashier pocketted it, the bagger pocketted it, or I'm completely nuts. None of these are good scenarios.
On the other hand, thanks to everybody posting about their own mistakes, I don't feel quite so bad about it. Time for the DBT skill of Radical Acceptance... and probably time to go back to bed and cough/sneeze/occasionally hack up a lung. No step exercise today, and from the feel of it, probably for another day or two more at least.
Things I'm thankful for:
1) My husband George. What a treasure! He's always so good to me when I'm sick, sniffly, and generally cranky.
2) The Full Moon Circle. Yes, last night the four of us who were present talked about it and decided that we, who had been present for pretty much every single Full Moon event, are now a working group. We'll still be open to new people coming in, since that was why I started running Full Moon events in the first place, but myself, Michelle, Robin, and Kathy will be the "core" membership, at least for the moment.
3) The beautiful/intense/complex thing that is Neo/Smith in the Degrees of Separation universe. And the wonderful thing that is the gestalt of all the writers taking part in the shared universe.
Things I'm not-so-thankful for:
1) *cough* My sinuses, throat, and lungs right now, especially since I'm not taking Neo Citran anymore (too much sugar).
2) The depression that always wraps around me when I'm sick, with it's special hint of feverish paranoia that only flu-depression has, at least for me.
3) The fact that even though I'm buzzing with a kind of fervid internal energy, my body is to exhausted to do more than sit and type, and my mind is too blurry to work (damn the lack of Neo Citran, which at least cleared my head somewhat).
The lower-level manager I spoke to said he'd speak to HIS higher-up, and perhaps they could reimburse me. But I'm not holding my breath. Going over the transaction yesterday, I'm certain that I did NOT get the $60 (since it wasn't handed to me with the grocery receipt the way they've always done it in the past, and I have a pretty consistant putting-away-the-money reflex that I definitely did not perform) -- which means either the cashier pocketted it, the bagger pocketted it, or I'm completely nuts. None of these are good scenarios.
On the other hand, thanks to everybody posting about their own mistakes, I don't feel quite so bad about it. Time for the DBT skill of Radical Acceptance... and probably time to go back to bed and cough/sneeze/occasionally hack up a lung. No step exercise today, and from the feel of it, probably for another day or two more at least.
Things I'm thankful for:
1) My husband George. What a treasure! He's always so good to me when I'm sick, sniffly, and generally cranky.
2) The Full Moon Circle. Yes, last night the four of us who were present talked about it and decided that we, who had been present for pretty much every single Full Moon event, are now a working group. We'll still be open to new people coming in, since that was why I started running Full Moon events in the first place, but myself, Michelle, Robin, and Kathy will be the "core" membership, at least for the moment.
3) The beautiful/intense/complex thing that is Neo/Smith in the Degrees of Separation universe. And the wonderful thing that is the gestalt of all the writers taking part in the shared universe.
Things I'm not-so-thankful for:
1) *cough* My sinuses, throat, and lungs right now, especially since I'm not taking Neo Citran anymore (too much sugar).
2) The depression that always wraps around me when I'm sick, with it's special hint of feverish paranoia that only flu-depression has, at least for me.
3) The fact that even though I'm buzzing with a kind of fervid internal energy, my body is to exhausted to do more than sit and type, and my mind is too blurry to work (damn the lack of Neo Citran, which at least cleared my head somewhat).
