Yesterday, Eileen began working on taxes and discovered that we made too much money last year to receive the subsidy we were getting on our health care. Bad. It looks like we owe an extra 7K to the government (over our usual tax bill).
Needless to say, she freaked. Worse, we are not sure if we should continue attempting to purchase our insurance through the Affordable Care Act. We have been having trouble with them since the beginning of this year when we signed up for a second year and ended up with two policies, twice the billing, through no fault of our own.
I’m mostly concerned that Eileen is feeling very bad about this. Inevitable, I guess, but I hope she recovers soon.
(Editorial note: I just had Eileen read this section in an effort to be appropriate and not say anything she didn’t want public.)
I composed some drafts on the B sections of my two ballet pieces (Which Witch and Sweet but Dark) yesterday. My cellist and my violinist have been having physical stuff and canceling our weekly trio rehearsal. I hadn’t heard from either one, so I arrived a bit after our scheduled time to find my cellist putting her cello away.
She stayed and we played Bach for a while. Amazing music in my opinion.
I was practicing organ when Eileen texted me upset. I jumped in the car and spent the rest of the evening with her.
I don’t actually believe in money or health insurance on any of that kind of stuff. I’m more concerned that the people I care about are okay. That we all have what we need (food, shelter) and are able to having fulfilling lives.
I still think my life is good. I hope Eileen’s comes back to being good soon.