The universe is having target practice and I'm wearing a bull's eye

Is this week over yet?
Maybe I'm over-reacting, but I'd REALLY like to stay home under the covers for, say, the next couple of days. Would anyone mind?
On Sunday, I treated myself to a Cubs game at Wrigley Field. While I chatted with an usher, one of the Pittsburgh Pirates players ripped a batting practice ball into the left field stands and WHAM! hit me on the side of my face!!!
More embarrassed than hurt, I allowed the security personnel to take me to First Aid where I partook of some aspirin (no ice packs necessary). NEVER in the literally hundreds of baseball games I've attended have I been hit with a ball. Geez!!!
Oh, and the Cubs lost.
Fast-forward to Tuesday and another Cubs game. Although it's been pretty chilly here in Chicago, I had previously neglected to bring my 'Opening Day blanket.' It's a lovely, dark blue medium-sized blanket with wind-blocking vinyl on one side and a few straps to hold it together when it's folded up. Perfect to keep me warm during the spring at Wrigley.
Apparently, it's also a great target for the winged rats (i.e. seagulls) that have taken an early season-liking to the skies above the Friendly Confines.
You know where this is going, right?
Sure enough, during the late innings, I thought maybe someone had spilled a beer from the upper deck, but NO!!! two huge splatters of bird shit landed on my blanket-covered lap!
But my boys won, so YAY! for that.
I didn't attend the game on Wednesday, but instead ran some errands, including one that brought me southbound on I-55 just outside downtown Chicago. A large white van curved onto the exit ramp just to my right and then, without warning, swerved back into my lane!! Fortunately, the state of Illinois (and my mother) are correct in their opinion of my fine driving skills as I managed not to hit the moron.
Hope everyone else is having a MUCH better week!
If anyone needs me, I'll be under the covers.