It is what it is…and I accept that…it isn’t what I would have chosen…but then when do you really get to choose…oh I could make a valid argument that we do get to choose…but it seems like I never have a choice between what’s best for me and what isn’t…but rather the choice always seems to be the lesser of a selections of what’s least bad…ok so I’m a pessimist…or maybe a realist…or maybe it’s just that I seem to always be offered the dirty end of the stick…