I am less freaked out about the whole Auto Promotions thing today. I called the number and this time, there was an answer. He said, "Hello?"

I hesitated, then asked, "Uh, is this Auto Promotions?"

"Oh, yeah it is."

I don't know about you, but that just rubs me the wrong way. By the way, as we talked, I recognized his voice. It was the guy who came to my door. That probably is a cell phone number!

When I told him I wanted to cancel and told him the date I'd written the check for, he instantly said, "Is this Meghan?" That's creepy, because when he was at my door, he said a neighbor of mine had written him a check. He had it in his notebook. I saw it. Not up close, but he made a point of mentioning it. First, I got all freaked out, wondering if that check was just a fake, and my check was the only real one he got for that date. Then it occurred to me that maybe that woman backed out, too. And maybe that's why he had such an annoyed tone to his voice while I talked to him. Maybe more people than just me are cancelling.

He asked why I wanted to cancel, then got snippy when I gave him an answer, so I just gave him a second answer by saying that I am moving soon. Which is true. Four months is still "soon," right?

Anyway! After I got off the phone with him, I immediately called my bank, told the lady the situation, and asked if I had any reason to be concerned -- could he concievably have access to my money if he has my account number? She said, "No, he'd need more information than that." As we talked, I felt like her tone of voice was rather disbelieving and a little condescending, like maybe she was trying not to laugh at me. Or maybe I really was just being paranoid today and projecting all my insecurities onto her. I hope it's the latter. I'd rather not believe the people working at my bank think I'm an idiot.

I no longer think I'm an idiot, by the way. I am over the self depracation stuff I'd been doing. That really doesn't help anyway, does it? It just makes me feel worse. Beating myself up sucks. Plus, when my friends were nice and supportive, I realized if the roles were reversed, I'd be nice and supportive of them, too. I wouldn't say, "You freaking suck!" So why say that (and more) to myself? That's how I feel, anyway.

So, hell, huge lesson learned about the consequences of impulse decisions! And a lesson learned means the whole thing was not in vain, so that's something.

I am grateful for all the awesome people in my life who made me feel a lot better about the situation, and helped me think through all the actions I should take to protect myself and my moolah. I have very cool friends and family! Thanks to all of you!!