The first time I discovered the power of panic paralysis, my husband and I were on the verge of moving out of a one-bedroom apartment and buying our first home.  We had been aggressively saving to buy our freedom from our landlord. I liked stock-pile mode: we controlled it; and it was relatively simple – we put aside as much money as we could and we were able to go at our own pace.  We were building something, together. But the prospects of turning all that money over made me feel beholden Read on...