Never rains but it pours....

Boy, sometimes it just seems like the only luck we have with this house is bad. While I was in the hospital with JJ, the spa guys came out to fix the leak in the spa. A huge amount of money and days later, the leak isn't fixed, the cement is ripped up in front of the spa and it's leaking even faster. Next, our kitchen sink backs up on a Friday evening (why do appliances never break on a weekday?). We have to call a plumber to fix it after John and my Dad try everything else (got to have a sink to clean bottles/pump parts etc.) Then, while John and Dad are checking out the ducts in our attic, Dad slips and falls through the ceiling in the half bath (he's ok, thank goodness!!). So we have ice cold air coming into the house through a hole in the ceiling that's got to be fixed. All of this with a newborn in the house, trying to cope with lack of sleep, and all that. Oh! And let's not forget the cats. The day before we leave for the hospital, John puts a cat door in the garage so they can have thier litter boxes out there. Well, apparently, they didn't care for that too much and 2 of them started using the dining room as a litter box - GROSS! I think we've finally got that issue fixed, but John's had to steam clean the carpet in that room multiple times (like he doesn't have enough else to do right now). Sometimes, it's just everything all at once....