You've been in a state of anxiety for three days because there is a drip underneath your kitchen sink. So you remove everything, put it in boxes and wait for the plumber to come. Your kitchen is in a state of complete disarray, with stacked dishes covering one side of the table.
Your spouse cannot eat breakfast at his usual spot, so he eats on 'your side.' Which upsets him and upsets you, because he's eating in your spot and hates the change, and he drips peanut butter and or jam on your place mat. It seems as if your world is somehow upside down.
Then the plumber comes, and attempts to fix the faucet but breaks it instead on a friday afternoon. So now there are three new leaks. You then go out and buy a new faucet, but have trouble because your sink was made in the 1930's and only two manufacturers make one that fits. You eventually find one, and return home and wait for the plumber to come in two days time. All the while, there are drips and wet cupboards and disarray reigns in the kitchen.