Lately, I've found that its best to stay as busy as possible. I've spent most of my time lately at the compound, helping with the demolition and reconstruction of the basement apartment. Last night Joe took out the stairs. Today we're rebuilding walls, putting in a spiral staircase and probably 10 other things. So far I've just sanded and spackled walls and swept up rat poison. Waiting for Joe and Meridith to get back from Home Depot now.

Even with staying busy doing the basement apartment, I've still had a lot of time to think. What else is there to do while sanding and spackling walls?

It's amazing how life turns out absolutely nothing like you ever expected it would. We continually find ourselves in neverending states of limbo, sticky situations and broken relationships. Instead of feeling content and happy, we feel depressed and trapped. We feel alone even in the company of others, misunderstood by the people we cohabitate with and generally very unhealthy and old beyond our years. We feel left for dead; like pages fallen from a book and left to be trampled on and torn.

There is one thing that is always consistent. Even in the worst of situations, there is always an exit; an out. It's simply a matter of what we are willing to give up at that point in time, in order to better our future and overall health. I've yet to see a situation without an escape. And I've definitely seen a lot of sticky situations. There are always options. Quite often more than we first realize.