Nobody's Gunna Steal my JOY

I feel really good this morning. My spirit feels happy. My body is functioning well. My mind is free of worry and fear. I feel happy. Going to do a Costco run today so as much as I dislike hauling heavy items up three flights of stairs, I am happy that I have the ability to get there, the money to buy food, and the physical ability to get it into my space that is currently my home.

It was fitting that Joel Olsten was talking about holding on to ones joy (I bounce over to his morning sermon when CBS Sunday Morning is in commercials). Over the last ten days there have been many negative people around me (especially in this building) who have been trying to steal my joy. I am thankful that I have not let them and never will. It is truly pathetic that grown people will literally wait and bank on someone elses death to profit. In this case it would appear that the managing agent (aka my ex) is waiting for his grandfather to die in the hopes of inheriting the building. I remember him telling me years ago that if he had his way he would kick all tenants out. How stupid is that?!? You would kick out paying, quiet, law abiding tenants who are subsidizing your living just because? How dumb. I'm glad I broke up with him. He still can't look me in the eyes because he knows he messed up. Oh well, who am I to judge. I'm not God.

Anyway, better log off. More later when I get back.