About a year and a half ago, I was single, I lived alone, no dog, no boyfriend, nothing. I remember being stressed out and worried alot. Thinking back on it now, I don't remember exactly what I was that stressed out about. I think probably everyone is always stressed out about money, but my stress about money was more like, will I be able to go out tonight? What can I sacrifice so I can go to that movie? Will I be able to buy something new today? Will I be able to pay for my tanning membership this month? Not that those worries were silly, those were just the worries I had when I had no responsibilities in my life. Those were the worries at that time I was concerned about. I have received a taste of worry this year with Jason, introducing the kids, wondering when he lost his job how we were going to pay for both apartments, how the kids will have health insurance, how will we buy groceries for the kids that aren't just a bunch of junk. I mean, I got a taste of what it is like f