Bad things

Chel’s theory is that bad things happen in threes. In the past week we’ve had two.

One, the giant tree in our backyard being blown in half and kindly propping itself up on our electric service line.

And two, Chelsea having a fender bender while exiting from one freeway to another. It was stop-and-go traffic, and when everyone else was stopped, she go-ed. Just minor damage to the chrome grill, so it could have been a lot worse.

But now I’m wondering what the third bad thing is. The tree service man discovered poison ivy growing in one of the bushes next to our driveway. Does that count? The cats knocked a potted plant off a ledge the other day. It was given to us as a housewarming gift, so is that bad enough? My knee hurts a lot lately. Can we make that one work? I’m hoping that one of those count. I’m not sure who keeps score on these bad things. I’d like to ask whoever that is, so I can rest easier.