The Curse of Three’s

Have you ever noticed that irritating things come in three’s?  Last week was the curse of the threes’ in our house.

It started with a finicky air conditioner making squeaky type noises that never mean good things with machinery.  A call to our trusted AC guy fixed that for a reasonable price. . .

Next a check engine light.  Don’t those always make your heart drop into your stomach?  Turns out this one was because I didn’t screw the gas cap on tightly enough the last time I had gotten gas.

And number 3. . . a backed up kitchen sink.  This one took lots of dirty work, but the husband managed to fix it for only a few dollars.

It used to be when things would go wrong, I would let them effect my whole world, but nowadays I just roll with the punches.  It was lovely to see our AC guy, who is one of the nicest people.  A check engine light just reminded me that I need to stop being in such a hurry all the time, to slow down and take my time, and a backed up kitchen sink led to a water conservation game that I plan on continuing.  It seemed fitting these things came the week before Thanksgiving to serve as a reminder to be thankful for what I have and how blessed I really am.

Hope you all have a lovely holiday week!