A partridge in a pear tree (revised)

So we all know the song "The Twelve Days of Christmas" where we sing about two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree among other things.  This week my life seems to resemble this concept only it's a bit different.

Instead of seven swans-a-swimming, six geese-a-laying, and five golden rings, my life this week includes the following:

• Five (possibly six) job interviews
• Three funerals
• Two pre-funeral wakes
• Two doctors appointments (one of which had to be rescheduled due to one of the aforementioned funerals)
• One second date with a guy who is quickly digging himself out of a third date before the second date has even started
• One car gone on the fritz
• And zero partridges in a pear tree

Needless to say it's been a bit of craziness but 'tis the season I suppose!