Panic attack…

Ha.  Ha ha ha ha.  Breathe in.  Breathe out.  I was minding my own business this morning, literally as all I was doing was thinking about something, and boom.  I started feeling weird.  Like I needed to take deep breaths and relax.  Seriously?  What in the world.  Just the thought of needing to make more money brought this on.  Granted, we all need money to live, so perhaps it isn’t that odd that I would worry about income.  I followed these simple steps and started to relax.  I told myself to snap out of it.  Yes, I like to use that line.  I focused on the positives, not the negatives.  Again, easier SAID than done.  I know this.  You know this.  We all know this.  I focused on my feelings and realized that this was perfectly normal.

So, is it time to clue you in yet?  Almost, almost.  Last week, some individual somehow got my credit card number, that is associated with my BANK ACCOUNT.  The fraud department immediately called my husband and he contacted me.  No, I had not just made this huge purchase of groceries while I was at work.  Working, to pay the bills.  Working to pay Mr. or Mrs. Crook’s grocery bill.  I mean, it was so much they probably ate steaks, shrimp, and had some wine, several bottles, to go with their meal on my dime (Why don’t I buy steaks?).   Then I start thinking about all the people who get away with things like this.  Then I open up my iGoogle page, which has the news on it, and I see a lucky Powerball winner has won almost $600 million.  Ha.  Ha ha ha ha.  That’s when it happened.

I need to get back to hot yoga.  I need to write.  I need to relax.  I need to actually journal.  Not necessarily all in this order, but you get the picture.  And maybe I need to play the Powerball too.  Control the chaos people.

“The battlefield is a scene of constant chaos.  The winner will be the one who controls that chaos, both his own and the enemies.”  ~Napoleon Bonaparte

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