The anxiety level doesn't seem to be leveling and I'm beginning to think I might need some happy pills. It is so terrifying that in a couple weeks I could be homeless. They say the economy is getting better, but it certainly hasn't trickled down to us yet.
My kitties are out of food so I'm feeding them wet food, which is not good for them at every meal. So, I'm going to dip into my secret-super-hidden-only-use-in-case-of-emergency-stash-o'-cash. It's not enough for rent, but enough to eat for a couple weeks. And the girls will just have to do without Iams for a little while.
They'll live. So will I. But, it is so unnerving.
Ramen and peanut butter isn't so bad. It'll be like going back to college.
Seriously though, I'm not as scared as I was. I'm starting to feel a little more optimistic.