I just need to relax and take a deep breath. Citigroup is buying out Wachovia. I am scared beyond belief. Will our stock be worthless. Is our 401K worthless? What about my pension? Is it gone too? And the two most important questions: Will Alex still have a job? Will we have to move?
I don't do well with uncertainty. Alex, being the sweet calm man that he is, told me not to worry. We'll sit down tonight and come up with our contingency plan. I know I am getting way ahead of myself, but isn't that what panic is? He was listing items we could sell, and telling me if he were to lose his job, about his severance package. None of this is calming me down!
I have turned all the lights off in the house and am making a list on everything I can do to save money in the mean time. It's crunch time Baby! Alex, of course, said I'm over-reacting. But again, I ask you, isn't that what panic is all about?
Ok, let me find a bright side of this....um...uh...let me think...Oh I got one! When I get stressed, I can't eat. So maybe I'll finally lose the 50 pounds I keep meaning to getting around to. I'll be so stressed I won't be able to eat, so I can buy less food and then save us more money! Alright! Now, where did I put that valium?