Long time readers will remember the fuel oil saga from when LMK and I moved into the new house.

After the new year, we went down to the company to get into the system and establish a budget plan. We discussed the situation with the new accounts woman and decided that instead of beginning the budget plan in January (halfway through their year) and having to pay for a year's worth of oil service in 3 months, over $300 a month, we would hold off on oil delivery until their new budget year started and go from there. She said we should be fine for the rest of the winter and to call if we needed more oil. Fine with me.

Imagine our surprise last week, when the school received a bill for a fuel oil delivery at our house. Um...exsqueeze me? Evidently, the company delivered fuel oil on the only weekday all month where I have been out of the house. Doesn't it just figure. After some calling around we discovered that is has something to do with the school and that these monthly deliveries will continue unless the school tell them not to come. Well...goody! Fine, it's a $150 bill we weren't expecting every month, but I won't have to worry about us running out of heat. We'll survive.

Crisis averted.

Hahaha! Fate, you evil bitch, you were just messing with me, weren't you?

Yesterday morning, I went down to check the mail. I saw a piece of paper stuck into our door. "Interesting," I thought as I pulled it out of the door, "I wonder who is selling what."

No one was selling anything. It was a bill. A bill for a fuel oil delivery.

FROM A DIFFERENT COMPANY!

For more than the last bill! After the lightheadedness passed, I started noticing other things. Like they put in almost 15 gallons more than the company that filled it up on the 18th and that the customer name was not mine, nor was the address. We're in the process of getting it handled...but I'm thinking we've got ANOTHER oil bill to pay.

Never a dull moment, `round here. Never.