Bleh. I hate 'em. It has taken me weeks just to open this credit card bill ... but every time I've tried, I'm over-whelmed by panic, not wanting to see not wanting to "go there" ... and it's not like I can't pay, my Brother just sent another (perhaps second-to-last) check as he winds down my Mom's estate (he'd kept a big chunk of change out for finalizing the taxes, which I guess are cleared up now), but it's all so stressful, so demanding, and knowing that when the money is gone it's GONE.
Anyway, I got the envelope open, now I just need to make the damn calls stop.
