In Three's

They say the bad stuff comes in three's. Boy, am I glad to be done, then. Yesterday...
1) I woke up to find a flat tire on my car.
2) A crow (They are mean-spirited without a doubt!) tried to drop a walnut onto my head from a considerable height. A near miss.
3) Water started flowing out of my ceiling just as I was about to go to bed.

Okay, I'm a little worried that the walnut hurling crow doesn't count because it missed me...