Life is not always a bowl of cherries

Some time it's the pits! My estate sale was so bad I don't even want to talk about it. A complete bust. I did advertise, put signs out etc. People came,but bought "junk", small stuff. The city allows two sales per year, so I've had my two. I will now advertise in classifieds of the local newspapers, and on e-bay for the furniture and other items for sale. This means I will have to go to Joshua, about 14 miles away to show items by appointment. Not what I wanted to do. After the first of the year I can have two more "sales". 
Not feeling good has a lot to do with my not wanting to do any more sales. I went to a pain management doctor, and after listening to my heart, he would not give me any injections. He said I had Afib and needed to address that first. So, it was off to my PCP, and then to heart doctor, and EKG. Sure enough I do have Afib. They will be putting me on Pradaxa when I get the results back from the Labs my PCP did. Seems like everything is hard to do, no one can sync with each other. Tomorrow I am going for Echo Cardiogram. Then what? I don't know, but I can tell you I don't feel well, so short of breath. It's been a "bitch" just getting my bed made up today. My hip is still hurting, even though I have some new meds. for that also. Old age is NOT fun. I hope I can get to the point I can at least take care of myself and walk my dog.  :)