Really rough day. And the majority of it was self-inflicted.
I was rear ended in December. Today, I found out the car is a total loss. The car is worth almost exactly what the payoff on the loan is, so no down payment for new (used) car.
Then, later today, I was thinking about my job security. Our firm is hurting like virtually all other businesses. With the bomb last April and everything since then, my numbers for last year were not good. Tuesday is my review. All that, plus my natural tendency to worry, led me to believe I was going to lose my job. This, at a time when I am fighting my W in a D action and I am the sole money maker for the family (meaning the kids).
I spun myself up into what had to be an anxiety attack. I emailed my boss. He told me I am not losing my job but this coming year is critical for me. Good time to be in a D case.
So, I felt a little better, but still pretty shaken up. Today was NOT a good day. I am completely drained emotionally and physically. At this point, losing my job scares me more than losing my W.
I know God doesn't give me more than I can handle, but my plate seems just about full. And I hate even to say that as my sitch could be much, much worse.
