I went out looking for a dress to wear to the reunion today. It’s been a little rainy because of the hurricane, but not to bad. When I left the house, I realized that someone had dumped a bunch of junk in my backyard. Coincidentally, the people that live behind me moved, and have mattresses in front of their house. There are at least 2 trashbags, 4 boxes, one stuffed chair, one printer, one dresser, one night stand, 3 plastic chairs. I was freaking out. I know it’s illegal to dump stuff, and I didn’t want to have to pay any fines that were associated with dumping it. So I called…my parents. They agreed with me and said probably to call the police.

Then when I came home, there was a 20 foot tree branch in the driveway, right where I park my car. I am so glad I was gone when it fell. I knew it was going to fall, and I kept praying it would fall when I was gone. I’m so glad it did, my poor little car would have been squished. I think some of the tiny branches and leaves hit Jeff’s car, but it didn’t mess it up. I am so glad nothing got messed up. I’m still shaking though.

I called the landlord about the branches, and he said he’d be here to get the branches, and he’d probably hall the stuff off too, but he still wanted me to call the police. So I am waiting on them. This has definitely been a day.

It could have been worse, though, and it’s kind of funny, but I hope I don’t have another one like it for a long, long time.

The puppies know I am upset, they keep running around and whining, so I think I’ll go play with them until the police come.