Okay, so the two man group I was working on for the gentlemen in our office went well. We both went to the meeting and I guess my style is very upfront and business-ie. I bullshit a little but mostly I'm looking to help and go home. I'm hoping my current style is due to my large belly and not due to a lack of personality but who knows.
We ended up going with the HMO with a local hospitial based insurance company, not my former company but another that has lowered their max rate. When you maxed out everyone's rate and really looked at their plans, and took into account the groups medical then you have this group that will be paying out of pocket much less for HMO. I also suggested that they get individual policies for the dependants no point in paying $900 a month for them when they can pay $200 to $300 for nearly the same benefit.
I'll go by their place on Monday to pick up the check and hopefully we'll be in place by 7/1, fingers crossed.
Also I had a talk with my rep from Assurant and it looks like the lady I'd been working with who was on pain med's may actually get covered. Past her neck problems she's so healthy. I'm hoping this will work out for her since her Cobra payments are going up in August, I think.
On the homefront, the ex actually invited me to come for the weekend with the baby. But I look like a beached whale and feel worse. He had to put in a snide comment how I never invite him to do stuff with the baby during my time. I never go anywhere, we watch videos, he plays and swims in the pool. It's not exciting but it does not lend to invitations.
Also the baby has been made bald and to tell the truth I don't want to hear it from my ex, I was so mad, but I couldn't change what was done. I think he should spend as much time with the baby as possible but I'm not going to rearrange my life to make it happen.
Mostly I feel on the fence about him and I'll go thru short phase's where I'll miss him but mostly the stress of him kills me. I don't know what I'll do and I'm not gonna worry about it until the new baby comes. I'm 34 weeks now, so I'm thinking in two weeks my full time job will be to get this baby out. There is no point in carrying him two or three extra weeks so he can fatter and i'll get more uncomfortable.
I watch those birthing shows every weekday morning and I see all those supporting loving husbands and boyfriends so happy to be there not just for the birth of their child but to be there with their partner and share the moment. That's not him, I need that and want that and it will never happen.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
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