There are not many things that I get anxious or tense about, but the finances are one of them (others include, poor typography, socks on the floor and tasteless knick-knacks). However, I think that I have come to some semblance of a mental turning point. We're okay - that's right, I said, we're okay. We pay our bills, we have a little mad money and we both have jobs! 

I'm sure that most of my fears come from my father—he's Italian... need I say more? But I also think that there is a little part of me that needs to be uptight about some aspects of life. 

Ever so often I get down about not having more, but lately I have been okay with what we have, and am happy about it. I do not think that Sam and I are the norm as far as couples go. We're pretty independent and work with what we have. Just knowing that I can fall asleep with this wonderful man next to me every night is more than I will ever need.