Have you ever had a day when you knew your to-do list was going to be a huge and expensive hassle, so you prepare yourself for just a short trudge through a shit swamp? Things begin as expected so you try to keep a positive attitude, then they get just a bit easier, and suddenly everything goes better than hoped. So instead of celebrating or enjoying your triumph you automatically think “I’ve got to get home before the bottom finally drops and the shit storm catches up to me.” I’m more scared when good things happen than bad. My car cost 12 dollars to fix and I found out that I weld better than a professional mechanic.