"If It's Not One Thing, It's Six!"

Today's headline is from my grandmother, who exclaimed this whenever the gods seemed to be against her. 

Last week while driving to a doctor's appointment, I slowed to a stop sign and heard a serious thunk and scraping sound. My grandmother's adage came to mind, along with a few expletives.

We'd just spent more money on belts than I cared to put into our jalopy; not long before that, the brakes needed attention. Now it's the exhaust system. All of this during the incomeless Lull.

Yes, indeedy. If it's not one thing, it's six.