Everyone is hearing about the foreclosure statistics. Its dreadful. I won't quote what the exact numbers are. But what if you were one of those about to become a statistic. Let me tell you it is terrifying. You worry, you don't sleep, you wonder how the hell did get here? It is a crying shame when you live in America and you cannot even hold on to your house. I have not told any of my friends about this, well I guess you know now. I might be able to pull us out of the fire. I actually believe I can. But I only have until next thursday. Thats when the sheriff sale is scheduled. Can you believe it? I sure as hell can't. So you see, not too much else is interesting me lately. I have this huge weight on me and I am screaming inside.

Yeah, so blog wars, blog drama, blog popularity are really low on my list of concerns. Of course everything is left for me to handle. Nothing against hubby but seriously dude, take some of this weight off my shoulders.

Its embarassing to admit this. But I guess I am just another sad statistic of the economy.