Always something

I consider myself a pretty "together" kinda woman. I don't freak out unless there is something to freak out about. I don't worry for no reason. Etc.

But when shit like what just happened happens, I seem to just fall apart. And aside from the shit itself and it being so damn shitty, I hate the fact that it gets to me.

For example I got a call today about a car rental charge from JUNE! Apparently the body shop didn't and/or refused to pay and they are calling me to get their money. During the conversation w/the car rental facility the phrase "collection agency" was used. I freaked at this because this is the first I had heard of these charges. I mean, you're going to send this to a collection agency a week after telling me these charges were never paid for?!?! How the fuck was I supposed to know they weren't paid for? When I paid for the repairs the rental fee was supposed to have been included. It was then up to the repair shop to take care of the charges... and now they're calling me. As you can imagine I made a quick call into the repair shop, only to find out the owner is not available. So now I play the waiting game to make sure they take of this afterall. What a clusterfuck mess this all is. And of course rather than being cool about it - I'm effin' crying and worrying.

It doesn't help that about a month ago I had to drop $200 on a speeding ticket from 2001!!!!! Again a situation where I thought I had taken care of the problem then and there and 7 years later to comes back to haunt me.

In the end how are we supposed to know that things are taken care of like they say they will be?? It all boils down to control and my complete lack of it in situations like this.

I want my mommy.