When did life get so complicated that I have to escape to fresh air just to get my grip on things? Tonight I almost had another panic attack; this time when Alex was at work and it was just Braiden and I. Talk about scary; what would happen if I hyperventilated while it was just him and me?

We went to the park, because I decided the best thing to do would be to get out of the house for a while. Braiden had a lot of fun playing with the slides and rocks, but it was a bit chilly so we didn't stay very long. When we came back to our apartment again, I ran into a woman who lives in one of the other buildings in our complex, who had a one month old baby. We talked for a long while.

I ended up feeling a lot better by the time I got back inside with Braiden; I think maybe the fresh air does more to calm me down than just remembering to breathe slowly. Still though, I am afraid it will come back worse.

Alex and I made a pretty significant financial mistake this week; we switched the titles for both of our cars to the state we now live in, and ended up having to also get new license plates for both of them. (our second car isn't really our car anymore, we just misplaced the title last year when we gave it to my sister, and hadn't gotten around to actually switching it before the move) So now we are short $150 for a car we don't even have in our possession anymore. On top of that, we know now that it will be a few weeks before I can start applying for the jobs that I know I could be happy with, which means we are slipping by because we are eating through our savings. A third stress factor- we have to switch all of our insurances to WI now, and that also will cost more than we have already been paying.

I know I can deal with all this stress, but I think sometimes my body forgets, which is why I go into panic mode. Anyhow, I am glad to have avoided another episode for the time being.

Here's to breathing, and making it through another day.