Does trouble come in threes?

I really hope so, because in the past week we've had a ridiculous amount of it:

• My funding didn't turn out to be quite so wonderful as I'd hoped
• Both FH and I were rejected by another major funding body, even though FH in particular was highly qualified for their fellowship
• We had one of those slight misunderstandings couples have about rather major things -- I thought we'd come back to Seattle after graduate school, while he thought we agreed that it would be after postdoctoral work. Oops.

I'm going for a run now, and then I'm going home to clean my apartment and work on mundane tasks that have no potential to erupt into slavering monsters.