If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all

I have bad Karma this year. It's only three weeks into 2006 and I've had all kinds of unexpected and for me, quite unusual, bad luck. I've already posted about my trip to France. Now, as I sit here typing, I'm waiting for the third plumbing expert in two days to come over and tell me why my house is about to float down the street. Leaky pipe is the diagnosis so far. Well, duh. All the wood flooring in the front of my house is warping. Stand in a couple of places and you can hear water squishing between the floor and the slab. Today another guy with supersonic listening devices is going to try and figure out where the leak is located. Superman? Can you hear me? I need you. Over and out, Lois.