I really am feeling old.  I know that I will never retire, but I sure tire every day, sometimes more then once.  When Richard brought in new work this evening I was torn.  I want (and need) work to give my guys their work, to make money to sustain us all, and I prefer being busy.  BUT I also know what is required when it comes in bunches like today.  And I tire just thinking about it.  But there is good news as well.  I got R C Willey to approve the rate hike.  That was a big relief and it really didn't take much lobbying on my part.  Work things are looking up and I have high hopes that I can climb out of this hole that I have slowly gotten into over the last 3 years.  Lots of factors got me into it, and now lots of factors are working together to hopefully get me out of it.  Life is so complicated.  I never imagined how raising 8 kids would keep on impacting our lives for all of these years, and surely on and on forever.  That's not a complaint.  For for every heart ache there are  many more warm fuzzies.  But all of those still require exertion, or work, if you prefer.  And I guess that growing old just makes work more work.  But I continue to choose this.  It is what I wanted and what I still want.