Starting to feel a little like Job here..

Well, ok maybe that's a little exaggeration but it seems like every time we think we are moving forward we get slapped in the face, kicked in the "nuts" and sent flying backwards onto our butts. It's a little bit harder than just going into a bank and switching banks after you have had the same bank for 9 years. You have to make sure that all your electronic payments get converted to a new account, you have to make sure your job redirects your paycheck to the new account, you have to order new checks, debit cards, etc. But I think after being screwed with this BS "return to maker" 2 times in the past 2 months that it is time to freaking change our banks. The first time it happened we ended up paying Brad's truck payment twice in the same month (because that return to maker actually got cashed!) which sent us in the hole. Hard enough as that is to recover from, this month's rent check does the same thing and FOR SOME REASON 3 weeks later is when they call us to tell us that we owe the June rent + 75 dollars plus 150+ dollars for the days the rent has been late. We call the bank to find out what is going on and apparently they said to just resubmit the check because we have the funds in the account to cover it...meanwhile we're getting all these late fee charges and etc...I am totally aware of the fact that if this was an error on MY part that I would have to correct it right away, that I'd have a "fine" or whatever to pay, and quite frankly I'm getting sick and tired of being stuck in situations like this. There's a good chance we can't go away for our weekend that we've been planning for about 2 months now, and I think that pisses me off the most. Just once I'd like for something GOOD to happen to BRAD AND ME. Everytime we think we are moving forward...WHAM! And I know it happens to everyone, and I know it's happening to us because we are trying to get our temple recommends back....and I know it's only going to get worse because the economy just sucks...but I just need a break so freaking bad...from reality, from finances, from kids...from WORRYING MY HAIR GRAY...from everything...