Thanks, both of you. All this used to not bother me, but for some reason, now it is hitting hard. I have this feeling of doom and I can't shake it. I tell myself, in the end, the worst that could happen is my husband looses his job, we have to loose the house and move in with his dad. It would suck horribly, but would it be the end of the world? (that's worse case too) But I go into a panic. Right now there is no real reason to worry about
this, it's all up in the air, but I can't let it go.
The only ones we buy Christmas for is the kids, everyone else gets pictures of the kids.