Murphy Strikes Again

Just when we thought things were beginning to settle down after our move, Murphy rose up and did his evil deed. Sometimes Murphy reminds me of Jason, Michael Myers and Freddie Kruger all rolled into one ugly fiend. He just keeps popping up.

First, a routine oil change uncovered some needed work on my wife's Buick. We shouldn't be surprised since the car is 8 years old and has 120k miles on it. But it was unexpected and would put a dent in the emergency fund. Still, life happens.

So, we get up Saturday morning to get ready to take the car to the shop and discover that our brand new washing machine has a leak and there is water all over the upstairs floor, dripping down into the kitchen. The plumber visit cost more than the washing machine. And we still have to fix the water damage in the ceiling.

We were pretty stressed out most of the day, more because of the damage to our beautiful new home than the money, but we coped. Then, after supper we went to pick up the Buick. After some jovial banter with the manager of the garage he said, "Did I mention to you that you have some seepage in your oil pan?"

Brittan and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. It was that kind of day. Not fun. Not fun at all. At the end of it, our emergency fund has some pretty bad scars, but there were no fatalities and Murphy is once again foiled in his efforts to make this family miserable. It will take a bit to resupply the fund, but we'll manage.

Murpy may never die, but the IOU NO MORE revolution will make his life an unhappy one. And from my perspective, turn about is fair play.