A Camping We Shall Go

My Little Guy’s birthday is in a month. He wants nothing more than to go camping for his birthday. I am looking all over to try and find somewhere to go for a weekend Friday night to Sunday and everything is booked. All I can find is Sunday night to when ever during the week. I can’t take off work and he can’t take off school. I already have to take off work Friday in order to go but I can’t take off two or three days. We are coming into months where I will be missing a lot of work.

I was already looking at the calendar today trying to figure out if I could afford to take off the week of Christmas or even 3 days that week.  We will be closed the day before the day of, then my birthday is the day after. That is Tuesday through Thursday. Meaning I would work Monday and Friday. Or Monday, Thursday, Friday.

He wants to go camping in the woods in tents, no phones, electric or anything else. Cut tress to have a fire to cook on and logs to sit on. I hate to burst his bubble but I can’t do that. We will have to have air mattress because I can’t sleep on the ground.

At this point I am thinking about trying to find someone we know with property that we can pitch a tent and have a fire. Be able to take the dogs as well maybe to make things a little easier or harder I don’t know. Easier in the way I won’t have to board them harder in the way of they just are a pain and have to be on chains and everything and can get off them.

I am going to have to see what I can figure out he has been talking about this camping trip for months now. I don’t want to disappoint him over something so simple.

 

The Excitement Never Ends

Last night Bff called me while I was at work. I was able to answer and talk to her sitting there at my desk. I have horrible reception in the building and have to go outside most the time to use my phone. She starts telling me how old boss isn’t paying her or taking the kids, something about Sleeping Beauty and fighting with him. It was after 10:30 I clocked out to go home. The bosses son had come in to do something with the computers, there was nothing to do and the other guy that works with me had come back.

I talked to bff on the way home she tells me how she been fighting with Sleeping Beauty, how he didn’t have the money to pay her truck payment like he was supposed to. That he had been talking to his boss about trying to sell her old truck and get money and he was talking about selling the mud truck. That he took her new truck to go talk to his boss about all this. I said he WHAT? You let him TAKE your TRUCK? She said yes he was supposed to be back in an hour. He promised he be back he wasn’t going to steal her truck. Some how it came up that today is like the 3rd or 5th year of his dad passing. He passed right before or right after mine.

I told her he did not go to talk to his boss, that his boss would not of told him to come over to talk about what to do about her truck or lending him money. I said just like when he was talking to him two different times about my truck at night like this. He would tell him to send him pictures of it and that he would give him a price or tell him what he was willing or able to do and that they would talk more tomorrow. I said he went to get a fix. I said I bet he is sitting at that guys house or that girls house with her and her girlfriend. If he isn’t over on A lane getting him what he needs his self. She said no I don’t think so and he is supposed to be back in an hour.

She messaged him and they were going back and forth he kept telling her he was with his boss. I went by the guys house and there is a camper out there and a bunch of cars. There was a suv pulled up right by the camper and this guys truck. All tucked up in there. I went by a few times, but it was dark and I wasn’t able to see what make of suv it said it was or the plate. I told her that I was sure it was hers but it was in shadows and dark and I wasn’t able to see for sure. I told her I would come get her and take her by there she said no. Then she asked him when he was coming back he told her in an hour. Then it was in 30 more minutes. She asked where her truck was and where he was and that she needed to go to bed he needed to bring it home. He told her he was in in such and such town he be there in a bit if she was going to report the truck stolen he wasn’t going to drive it to give him a few minutes. They were going back and forth about him bringing her truck home her wanting to talk to him and things.

I went back by the house and the guys truck was gone. She was talking to Sleeping Beauty she asked him where her truck was and said she wanted it home she had to be at work and needed to go to bed.

He told her it was “parked” it would be in her driveway but he wouldn’t be there.

I told her yeah he isn’t with it, it’s parked because it is at his buddy’s house and they left in his truck to go get their stuff. He had no plan to bring it home in an hour when he left with it, he figured he just sneak home drop it off or sneak home go to bed you would get up and go to work in the morning and everything would go on as normal be okay. I said it is parked is not something you say when you have someone’s truck and they ask where it is, if you are with it. you say i’m here or there or it’s here or there where I told you or something like that. It’s parked to me means I’m not with it but it’s okay.

I headed to her house to get her she told him she would get a ride and come get it to tell her where it was. He said he would park it with keys in the gas lid but he wasn’t going to be with it he didn’t want to fight was telling her how it is her fault and shit. By the time he gave her an address I had done picked her up and we were a few blocks away from this guys house where I told her the truck was sitting. Sure enough he gave her that street. He pulled it out of where it was tucked in at and parked it on the edge of the yard by the road. I pulled in dropped her off. She was getting in her truck I rolled my window down and said and not time to go home and clean out the fucking house.

Then he told her he was going to call the cops on her because she was in his room and looked through his stuff. Before she could do whatever she wanted in there he didn’t care.

I told her he is bad, he has gotten really bad and now he is threatening cops. I said you need to change your locks tonight so he can’t get back in and you need to put his stuff on the front porch and tell your kids not to let him in for any reason at all. I said tell him he better come and get it and not come back around there. Tell him if he don’t give you the title to the other truck and takes t you will report it stolen. Go to the guy you bought it from have him write you a bill of sales and call the police and tell them he took the title and will not give it to you and now he is trying to take the truck. I said because the guy knows who gave him the money for it and as long as you have the bill of sales then it is yours unless he can show where he paid for it. My cousin bought tires for her ex boyfriends truck one time. They were splitting up and he did something to her and she slit all 4 tires. He called the police she said right here you see this I paid for them it is right here on my credit card statement. They are mine. They looked at him and said can you showed you paid for them? He said no but they are on my truck. They said the truck is yours the tires are hers she has proof of paying for them she can do what she wants to do with or to them. As long as you can show it is your property all it takes.

She got her truck she went home and I went home she went to bed I didn’t hear from her. I didn’t get to bed until like 4 this morning. I woke up at 7 and looked to see what time it was. When I seen 7 I said oh thank god I can sleep 2 more hours and rolled over. About that time the dogs started raising hell one of the kids was up and was getting them. Then I hear a knock on the door, I look out and it was a cop. I’m couldn’t figure out what they would be doing at my door and not at that time. I went and answered the door he was standing there.

I said can I help you? He said who are you? I said is something wrong? He again rude who are you? I told him my name and ask him if something was wrong. He said go get a piece of paper. I said what is this about? What is going on? Is something wrong? He said I told you to go get a piece of paper. I am really pissed at this point don’t come to my door this time of the morning wake my whole house up then start barking orders at me and demanding answers and you haven’t even told me why you are here.

The whole time I am thinking what the fuck has he done? Did he take her truck and something happen? Did he call and say we did something to him? Did he go home and something happen or him do something to her? This cop won’t talk to me tell me what is going on.

I at this point said something else and he says to me they found your car. I said found my car? My car is right there and pointed to the driveway. I am thinking “car” not a truck or suv when he says car. He says you don’t own another? I said a explorer and it is at X 50 miles away I know where it is what are you talking about. He starts writing something. I said oh I have a excursion as well it is at x over there. I know where they are so what do you mean they found my car? He pulls a pad out of his pocket and starts writing something down. Then he says here just call this number they can tell you more.

I called the number and no one answered so I left a message it was the sheriff’s office. I was on my way back down the hall trying to figure out what was going on when my phone started ringing it was my boss from my day job. He said that they called him and said there was a vehicle fire at the shop my truck was involved and damaged and they needed me to come down take passion of the vehicle. I told him I was going to get dressed and head over here. Somewhere in there I missed a call from the sheriff so I called them back on my way he said that another car had been on fire and my mirror melted on one side and something else. It wasn’t much damage at all. They just needed me to come over there.

I got there and someone had pulled a car up on the passenger side of my truck almost against it and set it on fire. They had just enough room between them to open the door good and get out. The car was burnt to the frame there was nothing left in the car. There was plastic melted on the mirror and the hood but not bad. The cop said it was suspisuse they couldn’t get a hold of the owners and he didn’t’ think they had insurance even probably. They were here for hours investigating and taking pictures and things. He asked if I knew the car or who’s it was, if it was here often or what. I told him it wasn’t one I knew or seen around.

I went to leave and called my boss who had called me and asked him if he knew who it was or what. He said no and asked me about the office upstairs. He said they told him it had been broken into. I looked up the door is right over my office door and you could see it had been. His girlfriend works at the salon at the other end of the plaza and she said she thought someone was living in one of the offices upstairs. I told them that she said she thought someone was living up there and who all I knew was up there and that one had just moved out last week. I don’t know if they ever got a hold of the owner of the car or what. They did everything they had to do and he tow truck finally took it around 11.

When they were talking the car a couple came by and stopped were talking to me. She said she cleans upstairs and things. She said that in the office they said they broke into there were chairs that were moved around and footprints on the floor. They thought it was odd because the chairs are never moved around up there and there is just personal files and records up there. I don’t know if they thought they were going to be able to get into the other offices or what. It seems they knew what they were looking for or where they were going because if not why not break into our office or one of the others down here. But why do that and then set the car on fire? How did they get away or what? Why did they park in the middle of the area you drive and right against my truck when they did it? Why wouldn’t they par it in a space or further over in the back?

My boss said maybe because the cameras don’t get you in that area or something I don’t know. If there are cameras why don’t they look at them and see what they show? Did they tell the cops about them? I still wonder if it isn’t something to do with me and my truck too. But how or why, I don’t know anyone around here other than the girls at the salon. I really don’t know them we see each other and say hi and they know the guys bosses girlfriend works down there so they all really know each other. It’s all so weird.

It is crazy it all seems like a bad dream or something. I don’t know, you can’t make this shit up and it seems to always happen to me.

 

9/11 Prayer

Now I lay me down to sleep…one less terrorist this world does keep…with all my heart I give my thanks…to those in uniform regardless of ranks…you serve our country and serve it well…with humble hearts your stories tell…so as I rest my weary eyes…while freedom rings our flag still flies…you give your all, do what you must…with God we live and God we trust. Re-post if you believe

Definitely Not A Boring Day

Got up early with my baby boy and we just hung out around the house. We played and had breakfast tried to watch tv but it was all messed up. Late when I went to get lunch I open the freezer to get something out and see it is glowing red and I hear something sounds like water hitting a fire in the back at the bottom  I don’t know why reach back there and it is very hot odd to be on the freezer side and inside the freezer. I tried to call the ex to see if he was on his way home and couldn’t get him. Thinking it is on fire I tried moving it out to see behind it and to unplug it. But it is a big side by side and sits between the cabinet and stove. I got it out enough to see it wasn’t on fire behind it but not unplug it. I finally decided to call the fire department. I called the non emergency  line. I wasn’t really worried about it flaming up or anything to fast. But figured it would end up burning more of the fridge until it had spread to the outside. The fire department is only like two blocks a way. She said I called the wrong office to hang up and call 911 anyway. I called and the lady of course told me to get everyone out of the house. I got me and baby boy out the dog wouldn’t come. I told her we were all out I was going to get the dog. She told me not to go back in just to call him or leave him. I really still wasn’t to worried about it just wanted to get it out and needed help to get it unplugged. The dog finally came out when I called him she said to stay a way from the house. We went and sat at the end of the drive way until they came up. They had to go around back and look threw the glass door to make sure it hadn’t caught fire and all over. Then they went in and looked at it. They had me come back in and show them where it was red and everything. By then it wasn’t red or hot anymore and they are looking at me like I’m crazy. They already had to fire extinguisher and the ax out. They were going to cut it up to get it out since it was between the walls in it. They had a thing to check for heat and things they checked it from inside and outside and it didn’t show any heat at all. Was just like a normal fridge. They are looking at me like I’m crazy. They asked if they could unplug it and said that they advised that I just get a new one and not take any risk with that one they didn’t know what had happen but it had went out.

So then I try to get a hold of ex again and he finally answers and I tell him they where here and just left and that we need to get a new fridge for the month. He ask why. I tell him and he says oh I seen it do that before it is the defrosting thing that is in it is all I thought it was. Then he tells me that when him and my grandpa fixed it a few years ago that that is what they had to fix and that is where they put it in and that he hooked it up and turned it on and showed him how it worked. I called my grandpa to be sure he has worked on that stuff forever. He called me back why I was waiting for my boy to get off the bus and I was talking to him. He said yes it was normal and nothing to worry about and that it stays on for like 2 or 3 minutes that’s why it was off and cool by the time they got here. I hang up and my daughter say oh mommy I have seen it glowing like that in the bottom of the freezer before. I said you didn’t tell anyone or think anything was wrong. She said no I just did what I was doing and closed it. I guess I am the only one in the house that has never seen this and I am the only one in the house who thought anything of it when I did see it. I have had this fridge for like 4 years and had never seen it do that before. Oh well guess the fireman have a good laugh and story to tell. But hey they didn’t know what to think of it either they said toss it and get a new one. Thank god it wasn’t still glowing and hot when they got here. They probably would have took the ax to it and tried to put the fire out. i would have to buy a new one or find another one to use and that would really suck since we are only here for about another 30 days before we move.

They send 3 guys out and not one hot fireman in the three of them.

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