third time's a charm?

Here I am thinking that my house is all done and I can finally just relax and enjoy it. Silly, silly Laurel. On Friday night as we were sitting in the living room watching a movie I heard a drip, drip, drip. At first I thought it was the garbage disposal that has been leaking or maybe one of the little people had left a sink running. Instead, it was a clogged AC drain in the attic that was causing a leak and turning my living room dry wall into oatmeal. This is now the third time that part of the wall has been replaced. Here is its irritating journey from ugly, to pretty, to removed, to pretty again, to ripped out, to back to pretty, to soggy and now under construction. My house is the worst.