…but life is not to friggin’ bad right now. No major complaints. Like my job, good car, nice house, great kids, fulfilling extra-curricular activity…all I really need to do is pay off everything. Work stress comes and goes, and there are one or two minor things that could be better, but overall:
I’m pretty darn content and mostly happy right now.
So I’m waiting for the shit to hit the fan. No fucking way can things be this good and I not have a crisis just waiting for me. Somewhere, somehow, something is waiting to eat my face (figuratively, I hope).
No, I’m not paranoid, I just learned from life’s lessons. Lesson number one from my past is “enjoy the good times but be ready for the bad times.” So I’m going to enjoy it, but sleep with one eye open.