My string of luck (not Good) began last night when the local sheriff pulled me over because I had an expired tag on my trailer. I have a current sticker on my bike an my truck but they never sent me one for my trailer, and just never put any thought into it, I assumed it was a permenant plate. The officer clarified that for me, and told me that in Georgia you have to remember trailers on your own. The officer let me go with a warning. I finish up my last couple of lawns and head to the house and as I am backing into the driveway I can't help but smell anti freeze, yep you guessed it, my water pump took a crap. Karen ran to the store and got me a new water pump as I proceeded to burn my hands and fingers in serveal locations (note to self, wait to let water pump to cool before attempting removal). Well I finished the water pump up last night about 2200 but didn't attempt to start my truck because I wanted to let the sealant set up. Well I extremely overslept this morning, got up grabbed some grub, and went out and started my truck, yep you guessed, still leaking. I started scrounging for jugs that I could put water in to keep my radiator full so that I could get my route done. Jumped on the mower and was pulling it out of the garage to load it up, and bam, I hit Karen's favorite flower pot and cracked it (she doesn't know just yet). I get everything loaded and remember I need some oil, so I stop at the store to get one, and this parking lot is a small one, it is tight everywhere. I back along side the building like I have done hundreds of times, only to stop when I hear my right rear tail light being broken. I get my oil (pick up my broken light) and head to my first job. I unload and make a concious decision to take my time, because by this time, I realize I am on a stretch of bad luck. I begin mowing paying very special attention to the lawn and not to turf it up on my turns. I am on the customers driveway lining up for my next pass when I all the sudden hear this horrid sound. Guess what I hit. I'll give you a hint.....It's black and white and red all over. Yep you guessed it. My Toro covered in the morning paper. I spent 25 minutes picking up paper on a 20 minute job, and for those of you who don't think Toro's new deck can dispurse well....I would beg to differ. Things just kind of leveled off from there, and I made it home with all of my fingers and toes. Thank God for miracles!!!!