It All Works Out In The End

I got a compliment today from a co-worker. She asked how I seemed to keep such a good attitude through the crap that we've gone through lately (long story short, Kenin's $78,000 hip resurfacing resulted in a fractured femoral head and he'll probably have to have a TOTAL hip replacement next week to 'repair' the damage. Kenin's boss will refuse to pay him (again), so we're going to be screwed (again). I told her that I just figured that with most of the crap we've gone through, there's not a damn thing I could've done differently, so it's not worth worrying about now. I guess it could be denial of reality on my part, but I think that everything works out the way it's supposed to in the end.