Every path has its puddles

In recent days my life has taken on similarities to a Bible story, an Oprah-picked novel or a Road Runner cartoon.  Traffic mishaps, a catastrophic mechanical failure with my hybrid car, and a small health scare to be precise.  It seemed that just when I thought  the worst of times had ended, and life was maybe returning to normal, I was blindsided by another encounter with fate. I always thought these sort of events happened in threes.  Well apparently my friends, they happen in fours as well.  Let's hope they don't happen in fives, and be careful out there!