This has been one of those weeks. A week where, frankly, the universe has decided to crap on my head.

Thing the first:  My boss told me she was restructuring my job and taking away the part I enjoy

Thing the second: My doctor phoned and said I needed tests for cancer.

Thing the third: My tenants have apparently been subletting all available rooms which means I'm in breach of my Landlord's Licence, which is now being withdrawn and I'm liable to be fined.

Now I like a joke as much as the next girl but seriously?  FML