Happiness?

My grandmother is dying. Not imminently, nor the slow march towards death that we all partake in. She's just dying. She has heart problems. They came up suddenly, and they only got worse. The doctors put her on all kinds of drugs, including anti-anxiety meds, which have done nothing but destroy her spirit. Her words are still strong, but the fire is gone from her eyes. It could be cancer.

My job is ending. The company has no funding left to keep my position. I have 1 week left. So much for the steady paycheck.

On another note, I was propositioned for sex yesterday. Normally, this would be a good thing. However, this time it was by a married couple. Not the worst thing in the world still, until they turned out to be in their 60s. I don't do dentures.