It’s Almost Over

Only 3 hours and 27 minutes before one of the worst days in recent memory is over. Today has been a real booger. It began with trying to make arrangements for a medical test with a “Network Provider.” I wish Medicare and the other Part B or Part D or Part XYZ were simpler. It’s such a mess! We’re paying for Medicare and the other Part Whatevers, but it seems we get more grief than help for our dollars.

As Mr. Fixit was leaving the doctor's office they informed him that the insurance has not paid a bill for almost $200.00. We can't remember exactly what the charges are for. They said blood tests, but usually a good portion of lab work costs are covered. We haven't received a statement indicating the amount due.

Then I picked up the mail and there was a thick letter from the IRS. It is a demand for taxes for 2009 for a huge amount of money—five digits to the left of the decimal point. We don’t owe it, but we have to prove why we don’t owe them anything. We took the forms to our tax guy. I have a feeling that our financial guy will have to be involved, too. All because someone filled out a form wrong, and someone else didn’t take the time to explain the discrepancy.

We are existing just on Social Security. We haven’t cheated the government out of one penny. We are honest people. We don’t take advantage of the system as some do. It seems to me that if you make millions and pay little or no taxes, Uncle Sam turns a blind eye, but he sure is eager to jump on the backs of those of us who are the least capable of paying.

We are too old for this crap. I wish the bureaucrats would just leave us the hell alone!