I’ve always heard that bad things happen in threes. Seems a little superstitious to me, but it usually seems to be true if you look hard enough.

The worst set of three lately is the health of my three siblings. They are all infirm in some way – in fact, two of them are having surgery this very week! I was fortunate enough to be able to hug and kiss them during my visit last weekend. Who would have thought this old lady would be the healthiest out of the lot?

Stuff started breaking around here next. First, it was the car, which nearly stranded Rafa on his way home from fishing in Wisconsin. Then, it was the garage door. The coil snapped and the door fell, twisting the rails as it crashed down. To round out this trifect, the handle on the sink popped off.

The fun thing about all these is that broken things = home improvements! We started with the sink. (The smallest project seemed most manageable.) We searched the hardware store high and low for the right faucet. We almost settled with the traditional when we spotted the perfect piece at the end of the aisle. Rafa installed it as soon as we got home and I love it!

Next: New garage door!