What sucks more?

It's tough to decide sometimes what sucks more? Is it too much crap or not enough shovel? I guess history will let me know someday. The past 20 days have been filled with disappointments, frustrations, and stress. With three important things in my life, things continue to go wrong at every step of the way. The three things would be my family, my "day job", and my business. Everything effects everything. The day job has been filled wit bureaucratic obstacles that defy logic while preventing success that would come using obvious resources. Everyday has a new twist to screw up everything else. I used to enjoy my accomplishments. Now, I feel nothing but frustrations of failures that could easily be prevented. Family counts above all else, but the frustrations and disappointments of living over a thousand miles away have pounded on us these past few weeks. A series of misinformations and my wife, my kids, and I missed the last opportunity to see my father alive. Screw ups continued right through to the funeral. It's like nothing works right this month. Finally, the business. Between the day job frustions and the death of my father the business struggles daily. Anytime I miss an opportunity, it costs. Anytime I make an opportunity, something rears it's ugly head to knock me down. Making back from Pennsylvania just in time to go to Daytona for a 4 day show is tough enough. I'm not sure how good it will be, but it will get done. But why would some one throw the strongest Atlantic hurricane in recorded history at me on the same weekend? Is it that there isn't enough going wrong already? I keep thinking I'll survive. I keep hearing, "What doesn't kill me will make me stronger." I keep realizing this stuff is killing me! I don't ask what else can go wrong. I see too many opportunities for answers. I just keep pushing, keep trying, keep banging my head until I succeed or die trying. But lately, I haven't seen a sign for the road to success. I haven't been on the road to happiness.