Here’s a little piece of advice from someone who’s been there.
At one point in my life, back in the 80s, things were going wrong so fast and is such abundance, I made the egregious error of asking out loud “What else could possibly go wrong?”
Don’t ever do that.
My answer came so fast it made me dizzy – and my family and I wound up living in a house that had been uninhabited for several years, 45 minutes from civilization, with the only source of heat being a Franklin wood-burning stove – upstairs. Ever try to push heat DOWNstairs? And a good part of every week was spent foraging for wood to keep my family warm.
So just don’t ask, OK?