The Power Of 3!

This is not how you want your Friday to begin, but it was how mine did start.  Went down the hall to get on the elevator and it was out of service.  While the sign above was not on the elevator, I pushed the button several times only to not have it arrive.  Back to the apartment and called building maintenance and found I was not the first to report the problem.  They hoped to have it up and running by noon.  Well, by 3pm it was so I worked from home for the day and quite pleased that it was repaired in that I had a grocery delivery coming between 6pm and 7pm.  Mind you I live on the top floor of my building and the car is parked on the lowest level and thus 9 flights of stairs was not my idea of fun.  I do appreciate tele-commuting. 

Indeed, the groceries arrived and the man was quite pleasant and I got all the bags in the kitchen and he was off to his next delivery.  Well, as I put things away, I noticed that there was something very odd.  I had gone and ordered 4 bags of cole slaw mix and not salad mix as I meant to.  Even more odd was that they did not send out 4 bags, but rather 6 bags.  I called Amazon fresh and not only were they nice enough to give me credit, but then said to pass along the cole slaw mix to friends or a food bank as they could not take it back for health reasons.

So at this point I am thinking to myself what will be the 3rd thing to happen.  It did not take all that long as I was in the kitchen fixing lunch and I kept feeling water on the back of my neck.  How odd?  Well, it was not too odd when I discovered that my ceiling was dripping.  Not fun.  Called the office and someone was up here very quickly.  He had to call in a roof specialist - who knew there was such a person - and he went up and thinks he has fixed it but will be checking back tomorrow.  So for the time being I have a pot on the counter in my kitchen catching any remaining dripping water and oh, by the way, it is suppose to rain through the night tonight.  Wonder if I should consider a bigger pot?