This week the former employer has been saying he's working on it, then said he would do direct deposit and that it should go through on a certain day. Well that day passes and still no pay. Then the employer starts saying it actually can take up to 3 days for it to go through, claiming it should be in our account by Monday the latest. This doesn't match up to when he said he processed the check but whatever.
My husband and I are very frustrated by this. I keep pressuring my husband to threaten legal action (and take it) since legally he's supposed to be paid for the days after his final check is due if he still hasn't received it. He's more concerned with actually getting the check (as was I in the beginning) and believes his boss is childish and ignorant enough to withhold my husband's pay if Aaron threatens such a thing. Plus my husband doesn't believe we have any real chance of getting the money if we take the legal route.
Did I mention we have $5 in our account at the moment, and won't get paid from his new job until Tuesday? Add that to the frustration.
So all this frustration and disagreement came to a crash this morning while I was walking with my husband to his new job. It escalated to the point where I started crying and saying I wouldn't say anything more about it. Hugged, kissed, left.
My husband sent me a few text messages apologizing for how he acted (not what he said, just how), but also agreeing with me on some things. Although I really appreciated these gestures (and I sent him my white flag as well), my mind was still stuck in its Oh Woe Is Me setting.
I was feeling mopey and crying until I got near home, and switched over to just being mopey. I bet I even looked real mopey. Then going down the last street until our apartment, a woman smiled at me and said, "Good morning." That in itself was a miracle since I'm sure I was the most uninviting looking person to say good morning too. It made me feel a little better. Then not too much further this guy sitting at the waiting bench in from of (what I believe is) an assisted living complex said, "Good morning" too and asked how I was doing. I said, "Okay" in a not so okay tone. He said, "Well, I hope you have a wonderful day!" I genuinely thanked him, and after that told myself I wasn't going to be mopey anymore. I took those two people as a sign that something was telling me to cheer up & get over it, so I am.
So somehow a morning that started off on a lousy foot ended up teaching me a lesson and cheering me up before noon has even approached.
To tie this in with Melissa's Contentment post I will add what I treasure in my life:
- My willingness to improve my life, even if it's as small as turning my morning around.
- My husband for his love, his honestly, and his ability to recognize when he was acting jerky and actually apologize for it ;)
- My husband's new job that has its act totally together, and that starts paying on the 1st!
- My continued search for truth.
- That I am open minded enough to experience with things that others may deem as ridiculous like engery work and crystals :)
Have a Wonderful Day!