This rant is brought to you by hormones.
Today the mail lady drops some packages off at the door. One of them is "Meaningful Beauty". I'm like WTF, I haven't been drunk in a long time so I didn't order this. I call DH- no, he didn't either. I call the company (and mind you, it took me 3 tries because their system kept hanging up on me) and no, according to them I did. But the account was created using my information and a credit card I don't have. I run our credit monitoring stuff, and as of now, no credit card has appeared that was created fraudulently and there is nothing dinging it as something wrong with my identity.
I really don't want to have to worry now about if someone really did get enough of my social security or whatever to open accounts in my name. I don't also want fucking Meaningful Beauty products right now. Between this and the other ninety million things that have popped up (like DH deciding this week was the best time ever to refinance our fucking house), I am over this sort of BS.