Title of this thread in response to the ever kind Jeep's encouragement. Where I'm standing, the road doesn't look paved with gold, can't imagine it ever being, more like tacky brass, but at least I'm still standing and not sprawled in a miserable heap as I was a few months ago. Fellow newbies, the knife still twists in your chest but amazingly, you get used to it, you can bear it better.
