Sometimes it rains, sometimes it pours, and sometimes it pours buckets. We all have weeks from hell occasionally. I recently did a root canal, "oh you might have cancer" thing two days after that, and got a call from my brother two days later that two of my cousins kids had died in an accident thing. Although no annoying family visited so maybe it wasn't quite so bad as your week.

I try to remember that sometimes life just kicks us while we're down but the good times seem to outnumber the bad. And because I can't help a good joke. If you think you just can't take another moment with your sister, remind yourself that it's only murder if they find the body. Maybe a good joke will help you through another hour.