I thought changing bank accounts was supposed to be easy now. Having decided to change to the Co-op Bank a long time ago, I finally got around to it back in the middle of June, filled in the forms, got the account then filled in the transfer from to transfer DD's and SO's and close down the old account. Seems straightforward enough.
2 weeks later nothing has happened so I think it's time to follow up with a phone call. (I should have had the calm & clear ready at this point but I thought it would just be a quickie)
You know the story I'm sure. I bounce back and forth between the banks to find out where the hold up is. The old bank says they've never received the request and the new bank say they got an automated reply saying there are no DD's or SO's on this account, meanwhile I'm tearing my hair out (and there isn't much of it to tear).
Eventually I discover that the new bank has been trying to get account information with the wrong account number, which is on two places in their electronic system (so it must be right) so I ask Andy to check the number written on the original form, all ready with a cry of incompetence and a few other choice expressions.
Oops! It looks like I wrote the number down wrong.
Fine. Problem solved as far as the bank account is concerned but what about all that stress?
I can feel the glow of my sympathetic nervous system jangling away and a tight knot in my solar plexus, I can really do without both.
First, turn to the Australian Bush Calm & Clear Spray - the new ones have just arrived in so that's very timely. A quick spray and I can immediately feel my jangling stressed nerves calm down, great, just what's needed. But what about the knot? That's still there.
Hmm, we've got some Wild Earth Dove Spray, I'll give that a try..... It certainly does something, not sure what but something I hadn't identified feels easier but the knot is still there in my solar plexus.
I just had a call from someone who's 6 year old was having night terrors and Calling All Angels is the ideal Alaskan spray for that. I felt that there was some relationship between my experience - it felt like being tormented by some faceless ogre and I couldn't fight my way through the tangle of conflicting information. So I reached for the Calling All Angels spray....Phew, immediate relief. Back to reality, it's a lovely day with some welcome showers for the garden and the young swallows have just fledged and are taking their first wobbling flights.