The Mom has had a couple of really bad days back to back.
On Thursday, she talked to her library job. Because she gots the full-time job at the college, her boss at the library wanted her to quit the library job. The thing is, the Mom really, really loves that job and to her it's more of a fun outing around books than a jobbie. So she managed to pursue her boss there to let her work two Saturdays a month with a demotion. The Mom is kind of upset about it. She understand that she couldn't devote the hours she used to 'cause of the full-time job but she didn't think they would try to get her to leave.
Then yesterday, she got a call from the other college she teaches at. The one class she has there was canceled due to low enrollment. Well duh. It was a SUNDAY class. Who the heck is going to take a history class on a Sunday morning? Well, she's upset about it 'cause she likes teaching at that college.
The worst, though, happened yesterday morning. The Mom and the Dad were bringing the Dad's car to the mechanic. The Mom was driving her car, the Dad his. Well, it was a new mechanic so the Mom was unsure of where to go. When she saw the turnoff at the last minute, she stopped short. Unfortunately, the Dad's car's brakes failed and he went ramming into the Mom's car. They are both OK but their cars aren't. The Dad's car is at a body shop with the left front of the car smashed in. The Mom's is in the driveway but she can't really drive it 'cause the trunk keeps popping open. At least they were able to get the insurance people to get them a rental.
The humans say bad things come in threes. I guess they are right.