Half Empty Tea Cups

We seem to be riding the bad news roller coaster lately, and quite frankly, I want this ride to stop.  No, it's just not fun anymore.  I'd rather be on the tea-cup ride at Disney, hearing 'It's a Small World Afterall' over and over again.  Yes, it's getting that bad.  

Earlier this year, we discovered a crack from floor to ceiling in one of our foundation walls in the basement.  We had water seeping in along the crack, creating pools of water on the floor.  So, that's getting fixed.

A friend of mine's best friend died last week after a dreadful fall from a ladder.  I played poker with him a few times, but my buddy knew him since they were kids.  

In the last month, I've put two distinct dents in my driver's truck door that I almost had no control over.  Anyone who knows me will understand my frustration about that.  For those that don't - I'm very anal when it comes to my vehicles.   

**sigh**


But I've been feeling good and am just trying to put last year behind me.  Little by little, it seems to get farther away.  My feet are still bothering me though.  Mostly towards the end of the work week.  It's like being on them more frequently somehow intensifies the numbness/soreness feeling.  But there are times when I feel like as long as I keep moving, they're fine.  It's when I sit down for a while, and then try to get up, it's hard to walk for the first few steps.  I prefer to keep moving, like the tea-cup ride - without the goofy music. 

Jonathon out.