Bad Blood!

Dear Friends,
Many years ago, I heard, or read somewhere, that it was better to be happy than right. Of course, being young and idealist, I dismissed the concept.

But, today, old and grey, I’m here to tell you that, indeed, it is better to be stress-free than right. 
Two years ago, there was a leak in the unit above mine. Trickling down the pipes, it damaged my living room ceiling. My tenant, my property manager and my neighbour, they all failed to leak the information to me, the owner. Of course now, two years later, no one is willing to take any responsibility. I watched my blood boil while talking to the tenant, I felt my right eye twitch while listening to the property manager, and I saw red when arguing with the neighbour. The first didn’t think the leak was report-worthy, the second hid behind the statute of limitation and the third went around in circles, "I suppose I should've gone through my insurance, but I didn't."

I know I’m in the right, and I’m sure if I pursue the matter, eventually I will get a few dollars from one of the parties involved, but my physical reaction to the pursuit of justice dictates I let go. I suppose there will always be people who make a living out of our wise choices.