And then again, there's my uncle's estate. Which, after the Federal Government finishes taking their cut in taxes, could provide me enough income so that I'll never have to see the inside of a cubicle again. We're just waiting to hear back from the lawyers. Which could happen tomorrow. Or weeks from now.
So I'm standing on the corner of "Life Sucks" and "No Worries", waiting for the light to change. It's just weird.