Mixture of Things

So I have a couple of things on my mind today, and if you haven't noticed already I am a worry wary. I find excuses to worry so that when I get older my health is going to be bad and I am going to have grey hairs *yay me*.

First thing that I am bothered about, the economy. Now I realize that I have NO control over this at all, but to me it is scary. Gas is going to be up to 2.50 a litre by the time fall comes around, right now we are paying 1.17 a litre. Which is stupid because all of the gas is made right here in Alberta (whoops gave away my location, ;). Yes I am Albertan living in Canada) and then we sell it to the States just to buy it right back again....... Because that makes sense..... Anyways with the states economy being so poor we are eventually going to be dragged down too because our economy is so dependant on how well the States ( I should note that by States I mean the United States) economy is doing. So I suspect by the fall we are going to be in a deep recession, and this is scary to me. Everything is becoming more expensive and the standard of living is going up, food costs are going up, everything is becoming so much more expensive that I am wondering how I am going to survive. Yes, I make damn good money; but, making good money can only take you so far when a litre of milk is $5.00 cdn and is probably going to go up. How can a person afford this? I know I won't loose the house ( I hope the econom doesn't get that bad), but if I can't afford power, water, or food. What use is a house when I'm dead? I realize that it won't get as bad as the depression (I hope) but how far will it go?? Better save up and keep on top of things so that if things do get really bad we at least have some money behind us.

Lastly, this hasn't really be bugging me but just something that I just realized. My last name is going to be changing in less than two months. I feel that my identity is being taken away from me, I know it's weird but I have grown up with my last name for 24 years and I feel saddened to say goodbye to it. I know that it's only a last name and I will have his last name for longer than I will have my birth last name, I guess it just takes time right? I wonder if all women go through this when they change their last name, or am I just that sentimental? Maybe it's leaving a comfort level from being old burnt toast to the new burnt toast with a new last name and a new "life". I know what you're thinking, "if you don't want to change your last name then hyphenate", I thought of that. But my real last name and his don't mix well and don't have a nice flow. My last name is Italian and his is British (I think) ..... Yeah not pretty together.....At all....Maybe as it gets closer I have time to get closure of saying goodbye to the old and say hello to the new.