My Life's in the Toilet, but It's a Really Nice Toilet

I have not posted in quite some time.  Life has been difficult, from a middle aged, middle class point of view.

Since returning from my tremendous vacation this summer, I have been served foreclosure papers on my house.  Not surprising, but demoralizing, none-the-less.  I had to quickly find a place to live, find an attorney, etc. etc.  Done.

My school year started with a colleague being accused of something by our principal that turned out not to be true, but caused my colleague considerable stress and hardship, which broke my heart.  I now am very leery of my administration and don't feel comfortable at work, which greatly saddens me.

My daughter is also having a miserable year at work.  She is a teacher at a school with wealthy parents who are used to getting what they want.  Her new principal is trying to find a balance between pleasing parents and standing her ground.  My daughter cried every day last week.  My heart is breaking right now.

My son had surgery on his ankle two weeks ago and surgery on his ear last Monday.  He has also had a gall bladder attack this week.  He is physically miserable and I can't do much to help.

My youngest made a youthful mistake a couple weeks ago that could have gotten her into huge trouble.  She was grounded for the first time in her life.  That caused me considerable stress.

So at the moment, my life is in the toilet.  But then, when I start to feel really sorry for ME, I look around.  My oldest is bright and a great teacher,  my son will heal and should have most of his hearing restored, along with getting a stronger ankle, my youngest has only made ONE mistake and has humbly submitted to her grounding, and I am now living in a very nice apartment which I can actually afford.  My credit is ruined, but I pay cash for everything now, which is keeping me out of debt.  I plan to leave my teaching job at the end of the year and head home to find a new path, which is exciting!  

Other people are out of work, dealing with cancer, losing their lives at war.  These are real problems.  So my toilet is actually quite nice, compared to some peoples'.

FYI - The photo is of the portable toilets brought in for my cousin's wedding.  They had AC, electric, designer sink, the works.  I dubbed them the "Taj Me Potties".