First, someone sideswiped A and R in the car while they were on the highway and drove away. So, we had to pay the deductible for our car repairs (which are extensive) because we don't have any information on the other driver.
Then, last night, R was in the bathtub taking his bath when he grabbed onto the soap dish/handle thingy. I've been warning him not to do that because other pieces of the tilework have come off (e.g., the towel rod) because our house is from the 50s and the bathroom is falling apart. And, it was this horrible slow motion sequence of events: I saw him grab the handle, watched the caulk that A had used to seal around it start to pull away, and while I yelled at R to let go, the whole thing pulled off the wall, along with several other tiles, and fell into the water. Unfortunately, as I've suspected for a long time, water has apparently been getting behind the tiles, so along with the tiles, huge chunks of black yuck fell into the tub as well. R was hysterical and crying and begging me not to tell A. I pulled him out, wrapped a towel around him, and yelled for help from A. When I finally got R to calm down, I realized (1) that he thought we were mad at him and that it was his fault (he apologized over and over again and was so sad - the poor guy) and (2) that the big chunk of wall had actually bumped his toe and he was bleeding.
I soothed R and his toe and then took a look at the mess on the wall. It looks really bad. The wall board has disintegrated into little pebbles, there is black mold (I assume) everywhere (it looks like it has roots! blech!), and I *think* I can see through to the siding on the outside of the house (is that possible?!?). I took a picture, but then I decided not to make you all nauseous along with me.
So, I've already called two very highly recommended contractors, and one of them is coming in a few minutes to assess the work. Needless to say, A and I were not planning on renovating the bathroom this year. We need the work to be done fast because we've only got one bathroom, and we need to take showers. Or else I'll be working from home until it's done. And, of course, MY MOM IS COMING THIS WEEKEND. The timing is impeccable. :-)
That's number two. So, I'm wondering what #3 (of "things always come in threes") is going to be. I'm guessing it's going to be either our washing machine or our stove because they're both about 35 years old.
I'm trying not to get too stressed about everything because I know that things will work out and we'll be fine. But it was interesting praying last night to give my worry over to God: "Lord, take my bathroom."