My wife is still looking for a job. I'm still trying to sell a story. I'm still working at Canada Post, but, gee, it could be worse. I complained about having no socks until I met a man with no feet.
We should always count our blessings every day. I'm still in good health and I still like a good laugh. Also, there's some overtime in my workplace where I can pull in some gravy for my mashed potatoes.
The road to fulfilment is longer for some than others. If you're following a lowly pilgrim's journey through life, this might be good place to start. Sometimes one's progress is measured in inches rather than miles.
The Barrons Then And Now