Things do indeed come in threes...

After the locking myself incident and needing a locksmith, I wasn't worried.

After the ongoing electric saga seems to have finally finished, I did not fret.

I made some changes in my life, got round to doing some stuff, and even had a bloody beautiful steak and a meal out last night. Life was improving.

Walked into the bathroom this morning in bare feet, and wondered vaguely why my feet were wet. Then I woke up properly and realised the water pipe into the toilet was leaking, and my carpet was sodden. *sigh*

One plumber callout and repair later, turns out that after all these misc expenses I really, really can't afford to go on strike tomorrow.