You'd think the opposite would be true.

I will not know a moment's peace until I find a job.

This is me, walking around with a perpetual D: face.

My aprehension is perhaps unnecessary, because I've built a nest egg that I could live off of comfortably for at least six months, but I can't get over the blood-freezing fear that if money is not regularly being poured into my account it will all just magically disappear overnight.