Every time I feel like giving up, W does something right. Every time I start feeling kind of secure, she yanks things the other way. Some days I just feel like walking up to her and saying, "are you done jerking me around, can we get down to the rest of our lives"?

Some days I feel like I'm living the "Survivor" experience. Not sure when I'm going to be voted off, not sure when I'm being sent to exile island. No commercials, no reward challenge/prize, no automobiles to be won, just attitude and harsh living.

Get in the boat or you'll end up in the water. Sounds like a good motto. \:\)