Yikes!

Life has its ups….and it has its downs….We spent a wonderful month in Greece.  That was an up.  Then we came home and found my brother was in jail.  That was a real down.  Does life have to have these checks and balances, as if it were a scale—no up without a down?  Getting laid off, in 1996, from my job of ten years at Northstar Sportswear, followed a trip to England.  It seemed like a punishment.  When we went to England earlier this year we came home to find my brother had totaled his car.  Maybe I am superstitious.  That’s probably it.  But, cripes, it makes me nervous.  We’ll be going on other trips in the future.  Should I take Xanax before we get home next time, to prepare myself for what catastrophe is in store?  Should we buy extra insurance against water heaters blowing up, or trees falling, or brothers ending up in worse places than jail?