So you tell someone you're having a bad day and they respond with "Oh, don't worry. Things will get better." Don't you just want to haul off and smack them? What you really want to do is take their happy-doodle attitude and stick it where the sun don't shine. Well, let them live in my shoes for just one week, let alone seven years. Seven years living at this house on Cedarcrest Road was no paradise. I was always someone who looked on the bright side of everything. I always looked at the 'glass as being half full' until I lived on Cedarcrest Road.