During lunch today I changed the last of my cards to the new (old) name. It’s the one I use the most – my ATM/debit card. Yeah, I could have had it changed months ago, but I kept putting it off for one reason or the other. Mostly psychological. Because while that card still had the old name (the checking account to which it is attached was changed months ago) I could keep signing the old name. The old name with all of its syllables and loops and constant misspellings and mispronunciations.* The name I used to excitedly practice signing over and over, like girls do.
Changing it today was more of a kick in the gut than I thought it’d be. And now I will never sign that name again. There’s that never again.
(then I got depressed and had a quarter pounder and fries for lunch. Looks like beets and water for dinner tonight!)
*Just looked at my weight from that day. Think I’m going to have another depression quarter pounder now. 😉
