So here I sit filled with anxiety.....  There really shouldn't be a reason to feel this way.  I'm just doing a little prep work for a morning class filled with artistic little kids looking to do some work on a Saturday.  So why do I feel so anxious?  Why am I doing this?  I'm "paying my dues" to my daughter's art teacher.  She whom we could not do without.  I figure if I help her, she will help my child.  Give and take.

I believe that is a fundamental step on the road to our goal of financial freedom.
I believe we are stronger if we take those who help us get there With us.
I believe we create the community in which we want to live.
I believe it all starts with one person helping another.

So why do I feel anxious?  I think it's the fear of failure.  Even in a situation that should not be stressful.  If it asks something of me as an individual; I become anxious.  Your stomach feels the acid buildup...  moving upward to give you heart burn if you're lucky.... acid reflux if you are not.