The other morning on my way to Whole Foods, I noticed that new people moved into the cute blue house on the corner and immediately painted it Communist Suburbia Brown and had all the trees in the front yard chopped down. Oh great, more fun neighbors. Why doesn't anyone ever move here and paint their house purple? I made my way to Whole Foods where quirky people shop (and the Fuji apples are the BEST) and I returned home to a surprise in my yard. Someone had left an old vacuum on our front lawn. Yes! Finally some quirkiness in my own neighborhood. D came home and immediately took the vacuum across the street and set it near the mailboxes...imagine someone putting a vacuum on Hank Hill's lawn! We went off to lunch only to return to find the vacuum back in front of our house. YES! More quirkiness! Again, D put the vacuum across the street. Hours went by and we peeked out the window to discover the vacuum was gone. No more quirkiness.
This morning, I opened the garage door and was startled to see the vacuum sitting in the middle of our driveway. I rolled it down to the curb out of my way, yet still narrowly missing it as I backed up. If you know a thing at all about me and my car, you know I am so not exaggerating about narrowly missing it.
I made my way out and returned this evening, afraid to turn the corner and see where the vacuum was. It was smashed to bits on the curb. Wait, did I hit it and not know???? No. Did the vacuum bandit get to it and beat the life out of it? So, now I am wondering not only why someone would leave a vacuum in my yard, but why would someone kill it and leave it here?
Yes! The quirkiness is back! Now we just need some cherry pie and a damn fine cup of coffee.
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