I'd swear this was karma...

...except that to the best of my memory, I haven't actually done anything that bad lately. Unless karma is very strictly Christian, in which case the roof will fall in any day now.

So yesterday, I found out that my time as an office bitch will be limited due to a company-wide restructure--which includes no more casual workers. I was offered a part time position, but since uni's getting back into full swing soon, that really doesn't suit me. This isn't really a bad thing, I've been meaning to get a different job for a while now, it's just going to be a pain. No one's really hiring right now, but I've got this job for a little bit longer, and I'm sure I'll find something.

But then the stove catches on fire. And the lights in the bathroom fail--twice. And just now a pipe in the upstairs sink burst and we had a moment of panic running around turning on all the taps and turn off the main water and put buckets under all the places it was seeping through the ceiling. So now that brings the last two day's total to three electrician visits, and one soon-to-be one emergency plumber's visit, and--very soon--no job.

Any second now a hive of killer bees is going to take up residence, I swear. I guess I'd better get started on the mea culpas.