Do you suppose there's a cosmic accountant lurking in the ether, waiting to see when Grace comes into money, who then pounces with glee? I'm guessing there is. As a prime example, I submit the following:
I mailed my tax forms yesterday. I was mentally counting up the places to put my refund. (Yeah, yeah, don't count your chickens before they hatch and all that!) But that was before I got home. Upon arrival, I discovered that:
1. My oil tank ran dry, never mind the 100 gallons I purchased in December. I guess unexpected snow storms do increase usage. It will cost me $184 for another 100 gallons, but I have my fingers crossed that the lines are not now clogged. If they are, it will cost $90 to get the furnace repair folks out.
2. My upstairs bathtub is leaking into my downstairs kitchen. I wouldn't have known about this except that with all the painting going on downstairs, everyone is showering upstairs. So this means my kitchen ceiling will have to be repaired and repainted AFTER we figure out why I have a leak in the first place. The plumbers are on their way, and I don't expect them to be cheap.
3. My granddaughter called to say that the used car she drives between work and college (in towns 40 miles apart) has 200,000 miles on it and is about to lose its front axel among numerous other problems. For a mere $3000, she could get another, safer, better used car.
So instead of being some $3700 ahead, I'm already behind, and I haven't even gotten the refund checks yet.