We are not having a good week.
On Tuesday, MiL passed away. DH is bearing up well as it was not unexpected (cancer) and he feels that at least she isn't suffering any more but still. Not good.
On Friday, we got home from visiting FiL, and the kitchen was full of water from the boiler. Cue a certain amount of flapping, a lot of mopping, a hysterical overtired toddler whose bedtime was delayed and eventually, a panicstricken dh taking the executive decision to switch off the water and drain the water tanks
. Followed by an emergency plumber call at 7am and the news that it is kaput and a new one is required 
We then had a near miss, because the DIY genius who owned this house before us had simply sawn off the overflow pipe to the downstairs loo, so it empties all
over the floor (why? Why?) and when the water came back on the cistern did indeed overflow. The washing up bowl which we have as a failsafe was full to the very brim but had just saved the day!
So. I think these two plus a near miss, plus me with a hefty head cold, a teething toddler and DH with stress hives are quite enough crises for one household. DH argues that technically we have had one tragedy and one crisis so we can probably fit at least one more crisis in.
Who IBU?
I hope it goes without saying that this is lighthearted as that's what keeping us chugging on through this...