...at the mess that is my house right now! Hurray for small triumphs!

This is my clean fridge with food in it.
((( Is this not *THE* most thrilling blog post you've ever read in your life?!?! )))
In actuality getting the aforementioned food to my fridge was a triumph of epic proportions today. Here is why: I did a huge shopping trip, after my dance class this morning, and when I went up to the register and swiped my trusty debit card it was DECLINED. Not once, not twice, three times my friends.
Now, I was embarrassed, but not worried at this point. My card has been compromised in the past, and a quick call to my bank's customer service usually fixes the situation. The people at Whole Foods kindly offered to stick my groceries in the cooler while I gave my bank a call.
I went out to my car, hopped on the phone, called customer service to be told, "Oh, we shut that card off."
"Umm, why?"
"Well, we are switching over from Mastercard to Visa debit cards. We sent notification of the switchover and your new card to you weeks ago."
"No you didn't."
"Well, we're sorry about that. Is there anything else that we can do for you today?"
"Uhh, yes, I am sitting outside of my grocery store, with a load of groceries inside. Could you reactivate my card so that I can at least pay for my groceries?"
"I'm sorry miss, we can't do that."
"Why not?"
"Because we are longer using Mastercard."
"WELL CLEARLY I AM STILL USING MASTERCARD."
It didn't get any prettier from there. There were loud, tense words involved. No four-letter ones, I kept those in, with no benefit to my blood pressure, which was skyrocketing.
The best thing my stupid bank is doing for me is over-nighting a new card to me on Monday, which I will receive on Tuesday. They wanted to charge me $25 dollars for this, to which I replied "THERE IS NO WAY I AM PAYING FOR A SCREW UP THAT YOU MADE." As it stands, they still have to deduct the charge from my count, but "a supervisor will credit it back right away." Hmm. We shall see. I'm going to be one pissed off puppy if I have to call the bank again to squabble over $25.
Meanwhile, the dear sweet Whole Foods employees agreed to take my husband's credit card numbers over the phone, so that I could grab my groceries and go on my merry way.
Citizens Bank=FAIL...Whole Foods=WIN
Anyways, this is all to say, that aside from that unpleasant customer service experience, today was a much better day than yesterday. I slept like a rock last night, took a nice dance class today, made a delicious tuna melt (from a new cook book, more on this soon) and I'm making minor headway on cleaning my house. Tomorrow, I have my first rehearsal with my dance company since summer and then a full day of washing dishes and cooking when I get home. Bird by bird my friends, bird by bird.