It seems nothing "bad" ever happens in a vacuum. Now, in my case, nearly everyone came home in one piece (the one left out was myself with bruised ribs and a boat with a damaged skeg).
In one morning we had a boat stranded in the intercostal waterway after hitting a hidden sandbar and stalling. Of course, it couldn't just stall. The ignition had to fail, as well. The boat couldn't be restarted, even trying to Hotwire. Mainly because, as we discovered later, it blew a 110 amp dude connected to the starter.
After getting towed to the boat ramp, where we had to manually load, I leaned over the bow to detach the bow hook from the tow boat, and was jerked by the tension on the line, bruising ribs. No problem, it wasn't bad.
The three hour delay caused our son's girlfriend to be late for work. Again, no problem, she was able to work it out.
Once home, we discovered a transfer case leak from our pick up truck. No problem, the transfer case had a two year warranty....until we discovered the shop that warrantied it went bankrupt. Thankfully, we have a mechanic friend who insisted on not charging us for labor for the repair (I'm paying him, anyway).
THEN we discovered the entire transmission portion of our boat motor would have to be replaced. No problem, insurance covered 90% of the repair.
THEN! I re-bruised my ribs, only worse this time! Couldn't lift, deep breath, cough, etc.
So, what's the point of this ramble? To teach my kids that life is going to throw it to you all at one time, and you have to be able to stay calm, select courses of action, and tackle the problems. Complaining whining, or stomping your feet won't change a thing. As Jimmy Buffett said, "There's no way that plane's getting through!"
