Today, when I woke up I checked my bank account to see if my Insurance had come in. Not only did my insurance not come in but neither did my paycheck.
I had desperately been waiting for this pay and my insurance payout. If you have read my last posts, you know that finances have been tight over the last month, more than tight.
Well it seems that another person made a mistake. This mistake was a doozy too. This one mistake affected my insurance and my pay.
At work, every two weeks I have to fill out these three time sheets (not one, not two but THREE!) These time sheets are given to my manager for his signature. Once signed they are given to HR who then scans them and emails them to compensation who then inputs them in two systems and sends them to my insurance for their processing.
Well I have been doing the three time sheets every two weeks and giving them to my manager. My manager has been signing them and sending them to HR. From there things have gone wrong. Three weeks later they made it to compensation so they never did my pay and they never advised my insurance.
To fix this will take 10 to 14 business days.
Yeah, two weeks! I am owed so much money right now it's not funny in the slightest. Two months of insurance and one pay. I also did my taxes and I have an amount owed. When all this comes in, it will be nice but that is when, in two weeks for the start of it coming in. I need money NOW!
I know I shouldn't write about this here. I should just stay quiet about all this on the internet, but as you also know I have very little to say otherwise.
Besides, I have been checking my stats... very few are reading this anyway (thanks to those of you that do), it's actually quite and intimate forum.
Well thanks for reading.
February 27, 2013
February 23, 2013
Posts Getting Sporadic
Hello everyone!
Life seems to get away from me.
Even though I do very little, since I have been back at work part-time, it feels like I don't have time for anything anymore, including coming here to write about what is going on.
Work has been busy and making me pretty tired, I have a hard time doing my four hour shift, I can't imagine when soon I will start being full-time. When I get home, I don't want to do anything. I am getting behind in my housework...
I have been continuing my therapies. So far I don't know that they are working.
My foster cats are not getting adopted, in fact one of my cats is still fighting with one of the fosters so I have to keep him isolated. The fosters that I have currently are Pepsi, Sylver and Valentine. I have had some visitors but no takers.
As for finances - UGH!
Why do things have to be do complicated, so difficult?
My pays have had some clawbacks for vacation time I took that I was not entitled to get, making my part-time pay much lower than it would have been. Also there was some mistake done with my insurance so I was not covered for January so I am much poorer than when I was on EI, especially considering the extra expenses involved with working like gas and parking... The house is almost out of food.
I have been working with getting the mistakes with my insurance corrected and hopefully it will work. The mistake is that someone from my compensation department does not know the difference between last day paid and last day actually worked. That made a difference of 3 weeks! Delaying my coverage from 3 weeks. Considering the clawbacks on my pay meaning I could have qualified for extra EI had we known but now I just have to somehow cope with less money.
Why do things need to be so complicated? So difficult? So confusing? Why can't things just be simple, easy?
I keep thinking of how things could be so much worst. Some people have it much worst so I have to keep reminding myself of that.
Thanks for reading and sorry for unloading.
Life seems to get away from me.
Even though I do very little, since I have been back at work part-time, it feels like I don't have time for anything anymore, including coming here to write about what is going on.
Work has been busy and making me pretty tired, I have a hard time doing my four hour shift, I can't imagine when soon I will start being full-time. When I get home, I don't want to do anything. I am getting behind in my housework...
I have been continuing my therapies. So far I don't know that they are working.
My foster cats are not getting adopted, in fact one of my cats is still fighting with one of the fosters so I have to keep him isolated. The fosters that I have currently are Pepsi, Sylver and Valentine. I have had some visitors but no takers.
As for finances - UGH!
Why do things have to be do complicated, so difficult?
My pays have had some clawbacks for vacation time I took that I was not entitled to get, making my part-time pay much lower than it would have been. Also there was some mistake done with my insurance so I was not covered for January so I am much poorer than when I was on EI, especially considering the extra expenses involved with working like gas and parking... The house is almost out of food.
I have been working with getting the mistakes with my insurance corrected and hopefully it will work. The mistake is that someone from my compensation department does not know the difference between last day paid and last day actually worked. That made a difference of 3 weeks! Delaying my coverage from 3 weeks. Considering the clawbacks on my pay meaning I could have qualified for extra EI had we known but now I just have to somehow cope with less money.
Why do things need to be so complicated? So difficult? So confusing? Why can't things just be simple, easy?
I keep thinking of how things could be so much worst. Some people have it much worst so I have to keep reminding myself of that.
Thanks for reading and sorry for unloading.
February 4, 2013
Potholes
Hello all,
I have been back at work a month now and I've done a few things here and there. I think I have made some mistakes too.
The hardest has been the commute. I hate having to drive to and from work. I don't bus cause I hated bussing even more, besides, with the fibro now that is not overly feasable most days.
My commute is 20 minutes on a good day, 45 minutes most days, due to traffic.
I leave home 1 hour before my shift starts. Ughhhh.
Last week, during my regular commute, I almost had an accident twice and hit a crater-like pothole on my way to work, and all this on the SAME DAY!
So now my car is damaged until I can figure out how to pay the repair costs. I took care of the more urgent but less pricey part of the repairs (Smashed rim and damaged tire) but the suspension is a little more complexe to take care of right now.
The news said there were 16 other cars, but those are the ones that did stick around to be counted like me, how many others were victims of this pothole?
I filed a claim with the city to cover the costs of the repairs. I am sure many more will file claims too as the newspaper article about this nasty pothole advised to file a claim as the city had been aware of the pothole for hours before the morning rush hour and could have done something to prevent so many vehicles from being damaged.
The garage I went to said that I wasted my time in filing a claim for the damage, that the city is unlikely to shell out any money, that they do everything to not have to pay, including dragging on the issue for months, and sometimes years. It's worth a try. I could also file a claim with my own insurance but the repercussions of filing this claim on my insurance, including the deductable is unsavory.
So now my commute, using a different route for the moment, is that much more exciting.
Also, as some of you know I have been fostering a cat which had been fighting with my other cats. Well he has calmed down considerably but one of MY cats (Trix) has not forgiven him for his scrappy beginnings and still initiates fights with him. Well Sylver the foster will give as good as he gets in a fight and bit Trix in the face. The bite developped into an abcess. Now Trix has this big gaping wound in his face a bit smaller than a dime.
We brought him to be checked out by the vet and they shaved him to uncover the wound (poor thing lost his whiskers) and cleaned the wound. He's got antibiotics and needs to go back to be checked in a little over a week.
It's been and interesting few weeks.
Thanks for reading.
I have been back at work a month now and I've done a few things here and there. I think I have made some mistakes too.
The hardest has been the commute. I hate having to drive to and from work. I don't bus cause I hated bussing even more, besides, with the fibro now that is not overly feasable most days.
My commute is 20 minutes on a good day, 45 minutes most days, due to traffic.
I leave home 1 hour before my shift starts. Ughhhh.
Last week, during my regular commute, I almost had an accident twice and hit a crater-like pothole on my way to work, and all this on the SAME DAY!
So now my car is damaged until I can figure out how to pay the repair costs. I took care of the more urgent but less pricey part of the repairs (Smashed rim and damaged tire) but the suspension is a little more complexe to take care of right now.
The news said there were 16 other cars, but those are the ones that did stick around to be counted like me, how many others were victims of this pothole?
I filed a claim with the city to cover the costs of the repairs. I am sure many more will file claims too as the newspaper article about this nasty pothole advised to file a claim as the city had been aware of the pothole for hours before the morning rush hour and could have done something to prevent so many vehicles from being damaged.
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| One of the dents in the rim |
The garage I went to said that I wasted my time in filing a claim for the damage, that the city is unlikely to shell out any money, that they do everything to not have to pay, including dragging on the issue for months, and sometimes years. It's worth a try. I could also file a claim with my own insurance but the repercussions of filing this claim on my insurance, including the deductable is unsavory.
So now my commute, using a different route for the moment, is that much more exciting.
Also, as some of you know I have been fostering a cat which had been fighting with my other cats. Well he has calmed down considerably but one of MY cats (Trix) has not forgiven him for his scrappy beginnings and still initiates fights with him. Well Sylver the foster will give as good as he gets in a fight and bit Trix in the face. The bite developped into an abcess. Now Trix has this big gaping wound in his face a bit smaller than a dime.
We brought him to be checked out by the vet and they shaved him to uncover the wound (poor thing lost his whiskers) and cleaned the wound. He's got antibiotics and needs to go back to be checked in a little over a week.
It's been and interesting few weeks.
Thanks for reading.
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