When I took my cell phone off the charger and turned it on this morning I had a text from my credit card company questioning a transaction. Turns out there were five transactions and one that didn’t go through because I flagged the charges on my account.
No, I did not make purchases at a sporting goods store or a hotel somewhere in Florida or send $8.00 to an Islamic relief fund. Sigh. My card is canceled and an investigation is ongoing. I’ll get a new card in a week or less. In the meantime I’ve spent over an hour going over my online statements, making note of recurring payments on that card, visiting a dozen websites and changing my payment method.
Some recurring monthly payments had already been made this month so I can wait to change billing details when the new card arrives and swap everything else off of the alternate card back to my default credit card when it arrives. I had this happen once before with a debit card, again on a Sunday morning. And, no. I was not in Aruba purchasing scuba diving gear or chartering a boat. The bank handled that one PDQ and the credit card company will take care of this little incident as well. We will not be out any money.
It’s almost 11:30 and I forgot to eat breakfast. I got up at 9 am and immediately began to tackle the credit card issue. Now that everything is taken care of I find I am hungry. It won’t be much longer and Brad will be calling about what to bring home for our lunch so all I really need is something to tide me over for an hour. Yogurt it is! And a cup of coffee. I had already set out my French Press before I went to get my phone off the charger. It’s still sitting on the kitchen counter waiting for me to make a cup of coffee.
I haven’t been for a morning walk yet. Brad and I will do that after lunch. I haven’t done any knitting or spinning this morning, but I normally don’t on Sunday mornings anyway. I haven’t had my morning devotional and that would probably help a lot. So. I’m off to start water heating for coffee and then it’s time for morning prayers…while it’s still morning.
Have a blessed day, ya’ll.
Rural Texas Knitter 