At some point I’ll start talking about getting out of the hole (beats a dead horse), but not yet. First I’m going to take a moment to feel like crap. On Sunday we went to see Maleficent (friggin A was it good). When we parked the car outside the theater I felt the rumblings of a panic attack. Ever have one of those? They suck. One minute I’m completely fine and the next it’s like an earthquake goes off in…
