Has it only been a week since the robbery? It seems like much, much longer than that.
But yesterday, as we contemplated the day, I made the comment to Bobby that while I didn't want to head back to the gym, I knew every day I didn't was another day I voluntarily surrendered to those guys. I decided I would attend the 2nd class (which was a wise move as the pool is still not working) and do some yard work outside. At one point I headed back inside for string to tie up a tomato plant, and realized I had locked myelf out. Yes, locking ALL the doors and windows clearly has a disadvantage. I figured I would finish up what yard work I could, then walk to my mother-in-law's for her spare key. As I was heading toward the shed, this car with two young men cames down the road, STOPS when it sees me, and slowly starts backing up. At this point my heart is absolutely racing. I have no keys, no cell phone, no camera, nothing to write with, no mace....nothing. They pull in the 2nd driveway, and I fear they're going to turn around and I hesitantly started toward them. I WAS getting a tag # this time! Then this tall fellow gets out, and my heart goes to my toes and I start laughing! It was Zach Younge and Brett Hanks, two teens from church, who were filling in for the Burns (two teen brothers who normally cut our grass). Brett gave me a ride to my mother-in-law's house for the spare key. I can't begin to tell you how thankful I was to see a face I KNEW by name and not as a blurry memory!
We've begun the process of making some modifcations to the house, and I hope to visit several pawn shops today. I've talked with a few gold buyers on the phone, and I've truly come to appreciate owners of shops like Arrow Pawn in Garner who keep an inventory of gold they buy and go an extra step of asking for descriptions of your class ring as well as all related contact info (I typed criminal case #, but that reads too weird). It's nice to meet honest and caring people after encountering lying thieves.
And in the midst of a week of paperwork...we lost the hard-drive on our computer. So once we finally get it back and I'm not hopping to a family member's house to surf the net, I'll hopefully update on straw bale gardening and chickens, as well as the Raleigh Quilter's Expo. Life doesn't slow down, not even when you throw an extra amount of work on it. And sometimes that's probably a good thing.
But yesterday, as we contemplated the day, I made the comment to Bobby that while I didn't want to head back to the gym, I knew every day I didn't was another day I voluntarily surrendered to those guys. I decided I would attend the 2nd class (which was a wise move as the pool is still not working) and do some yard work outside. At one point I headed back inside for string to tie up a tomato plant, and realized I had locked myelf out. Yes, locking ALL the doors and windows clearly has a disadvantage. I figured I would finish up what yard work I could, then walk to my mother-in-law's for her spare key. As I was heading toward the shed, this car with two young men cames down the road, STOPS when it sees me, and slowly starts backing up. At this point my heart is absolutely racing. I have no keys, no cell phone, no camera, nothing to write with, no mace....nothing. They pull in the 2nd driveway, and I fear they're going to turn around and I hesitantly started toward them. I WAS getting a tag # this time! Then this tall fellow gets out, and my heart goes to my toes and I start laughing! It was Zach Younge and Brett Hanks, two teens from church, who were filling in for the Burns (two teen brothers who normally cut our grass). Brett gave me a ride to my mother-in-law's house for the spare key. I can't begin to tell you how thankful I was to see a face I KNEW by name and not as a blurry memory!
We've begun the process of making some modifcations to the house, and I hope to visit several pawn shops today. I've talked with a few gold buyers on the phone, and I've truly come to appreciate owners of shops like Arrow Pawn in Garner who keep an inventory of gold they buy and go an extra step of asking for descriptions of your class ring as well as all related contact info (I typed criminal case #, but that reads too weird). It's nice to meet honest and caring people after encountering lying thieves.
And in the midst of a week of paperwork...we lost the hard-drive on our computer. So once we finally get it back and I'm not hopping to a family member's house to surf the net, I'll hopefully update on straw bale gardening and chickens, as well as the Raleigh Quilter's Expo. Life doesn't slow down, not even when you throw an extra amount of work on it. And sometimes that's probably a good thing.
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