Banks are my friend.

Springtime is never as happy a time for me as it is for most others. I go outside in the sunlight and wonder when my hay fever is going to kick in. Sneezing, itchy eyes and general lethargy are nothing to look forward to. Often I just sit inside and wait for the misery to begin.

I’m not sure why I was moving money around my bank accounts last month, but I did. To cover my year-end donations to my lefty liberal causes, I had to pay my credit card from a source I don’t usually use. So this month when I thought I was paying my credit card normally, the web site I was using decided to pull from the wrong account. The transaction failed, and now I have $69 in fees. What a pain in the ass. I wouldn’t have had this problem if I just mailed them a frigging check like in the old days. I guess this is what I get for being clever with my banking.