Living on West Tulsa Time

it's been 4 weeks or so

since my last midnight panic attack. That sounds good. Honeslty a panic attack didn't wake me up. I awoke to a strange noise. Then my tummy started bothering me and in an attempt to eliminate the GERD I started thinking and the panic attack happened. I was thinking about Jeffy. I don't remember dreaming about him but I was thinking about his final year in school, then college. I was praying that he actually went to college and schemeing about how I was going to help when it hit.

My biggest trigger is money. The lack of it to be precise. I thought about how I was going to start putting money away for each of the boys and still put food on the table. I know I should cut back on a few easy meals and just put in the effort to cook the unprocessed chicken and turkey but I don't wanna. The garden will help.

OHhhh I need to look up how to store the potatoes. Some of the purple potatoes are already drying up and looking wrinkled. The yellow ones look good so maybe I should separate the 2 kinds.

After drinking some milk I feel better as far as my tummy goes but I'm still in panic pain. I should take something for that and go back to bed.

Bye Jeff, the neighbor just fired up his Harley and left for work. I wonder if that is why Tiger awakens at this time some mornings? Probably, although we wouldn't hear him in our windowless bedroom.

hmmm, going back to bed now.

posted by Debbysewn @ 3:39 AM