Thursday, July 16, 2009


Someone stole our garden hose night before last. It was attached to a spigot at the shop, about 50 feet from the house, as it has been for six years, and now it's gone. Why? Why would someone steal an old worn out hose? It was full of holes patched with duct tape. Nothing else seems to be missing. In fact, and this is the real mystery and we can not figure this out, the culprits seem to have left something of theirs. I don't know what you call it but it's like a block and tackle,some pulleys and lots of heavy chains, that you might hook in the ceiling of your garage and use to lift an engine out of a car. It says on it that it has a two ton capacity. It would lift a whole car if you wanted to. It's an expensive, heavy thing and we can come up with no theories as to why someone would leave it in our yard. And take our hose.

So I guess we came out ahead if we can sell this pulley and chain thingy and get a decent hose but I really would like to know what was going on in this person's mind to do that.


countrypeapie said...

That is really very odd. And doesn't it seem like such things always happen when there's so much other crazy stuff going on in your life that it sort of amplifies that feeling of omigod when's it all gonna stop? We went through a long period like that last year, and sometimes I think we're still recovering from it! But hey -- put that thing on Craig's List and see what you get for it!

Patsy said...

Did you really? Go through a period when it was just one thing after another I mean. And it did end? Since I wrote in May that there was too much stuff going on, there's been even more bad stuff happen that I couldn't even begin to write about. OMG I'm living in a frigging soap opera. The only thing missing is a case of amnesia and a long lost child I didn't know I had.

Rurality said...

That is strange! Sounds like they might have been interrupted and fled without their equipment (or their haul from the previous person's house).

Sorry to hear about your health problems too.

Patsy said...

Thank you Rurality. Of course you feel bad anytime somebody steals something of yours, but this is just so bizarre.

countrypeapie said...

Yeah, I'll try to sum it up as briefly as possible: Lee's grandmother died; our dog died; Lee's Jeep was totalled; our daughter was seeing doctors while we tried to determine whether she had a harmless twitch, Tourette's Syndrome, or a tumor; our daughter's MRI came out clean, but my mother had one that didn't -- she had a tumor and ended up having brain surgery. She's also bipolar and divorced, and I'm the only kid who lives close by anymore, so I spent weeks away from my family while she was in the hospital and recovering at home. Lee struggled to keep his business afloat after losing the Jeep and getting behind on jobs because we had to travel to Montgomery a lot after his grandmother died, and then he had to care for the kids solo while I was away helping my mom. These were just some of the big things, and they all happened back to back. There were plenty of smaller things, too. When you're going through a spell like that, something like the hose thing, which could be just a perplexing, somewhat amusing oddity, becomes a "why?!?" and a "when will it ever end?!?" It all seems dark and foreboding.

Well, that wasn't really brief and was probably way more information than you really wanted to know! I hope things turn around for you soon. I'll be sending some good vibes your way. :)

Patsy said...

So glad your daughter was OK 'cause that's the worst - to have something happen to your child.

Since I have last written anything; DHR took my grand-daughter's children away because the scummbag she chooses to live with abused them, Sunday I fell in the house and busted my head open requiring paramedics, then my mother passed away Monday.

Thank you so much for sharing your story. Somehow it makes me feel less alone in all this.

countrypeapie said...

I'm so sorry. I don't know why things like that happen to begin with, much less why they seem to happen in spells. My thoughts are with you, your daughter, and your grandchildren.

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