Mark went to the dentist yesterday - it had been a while since he went, so he had 4 cavities. Yes, four. Poor guy.
This morning, mark came to pick me up to take me to work. He came in and said... "I have bad news... your car has a flat tire." ugh. Thankfully, the tire was fixable and only cost $12 to repair. Can't complain about that. Still bracing for news on Mark's car.
They say bad news comes in sets of threes. I'm hoping those are our three for a while. Since they all happened within a 24 hour period, I'd say it qualifies.