There’s a fine grain of shit that you people know nothing about….
In my opinion that was the absolute best line from the Walking Dead finale last night but don’t worry, there are no spoilers here, I just think that phrase best sums up part of my weekend….but let’s start from the beginning, shall we?
On Friday night, Mom and I planned on going to Venice to work on the lawn and take care of the pool at the Englewood house. MacGyver planned on going out to our cabin to finish the plumbing.
We all ended up staying home.
Apparently the interstate we take to the cabin was closed for some type of new road opening and there was a horrific accident half-way between Clearwater and Venice so traveling would have been a nightmare therefore we all stayed home Friday night.
Actually, that’s a little white lie. Mom and I went shopping. Just a little shopping, Old Navy, Bed, Bath and Beyond and a few other places. So really, it shouldn’t even count as shopping, more like running a few quick errands and finding a few cool things along the way, yeah, that’s what it was. Anyway….
We all headed out Saturday morning at the butt crack of dawn, which by definition is 5:30am. The plan was to get to Venice by 7am and hit the Legacy Trail by 7:30. I was super excited because the cold front came down and it was awesome running weather. I went over the plan with Mom a thousand times on the way down: “You take the dogs out, I’ll get ready and hit the trail, afterwards we’ll take the dogs for a walk and hit some estate sales before lunch.”
Unfortunately I wasted my breath because when we got there we discovered the guy we hired to remove our shed had already done so, and the fence to keep the dogs in the backyard had been removed. There was also the matter of all the shed contents which were all laying in and around the backyard. I couldn’t leave Mom with all 3 dogs and that mess so my run would have to wait.
We took the dogs on a very long walk so they could pee on everything within a mile radius, and then we went shopping for a few hours. While we were out, I called MacGyver. He said he hadn’t made it to the cabin yet because he was pulling someone out of a mud hole and he would call me later. I always worry when he’s out at the cabin because people do get hurt out there sometimes so I was a little anxious until I heard from him again.
When he called, the signal was bad so what I heard was, “I made it to…..and….broken out……..squatting….idiots…..cops……closed the road by……range…..to the power…….stolen……can you hear me?”
After I had a minor heart attack I told him that we just now had a good signal and then I asked him to repeat everything, slowly. Apparently, someone had crawled up onto our roof and smashed out a window and broke into our cabin. He didn’t notice anything missing so he didn’t think they stole anything but he was still trying to figure everything out. He said it took him a while to get to the cabin because there were cops everywhere and they had the road by the gun range blocked off due to an accident.
Now, if you aren’t aware, our cabin is in a remote 10,000 acre subdivision of recreational land. There are no power lines, no city water, no sewer lines, it’s remote… and by remote, I mean really remote. How someone managed to break into our cabin is beyond me, but as the day went on we realized they were probably squatters and they did steal from us. The first thing MacGyver discovered was missing solar panels, then radios, then lanterns, then camp stoves, then boxes of ammo. Worst of all, they stole a very expensive telescope that I bought for the kid…those Mother F*ckers!
I hope I don’t find out who you are because I will seriously hurt you.
MacGvyer’s efforts to find whomever might have broken in were thwarted however because there was a horrible ATV accident near the gun range which happens to be very close to our cabin. FHP and the police were there to investigate and they blocked everything off.
We found out late Saturday night that an ATV had hit a Side by Side and sadly, the driver of the ATV was killed. Our prayers go out to the family. Such a sad, sad tragedy.
Mom and I are still in Venice this morning. It’s been a hell of a weekend but in spite of everything I still managed to get in a wonderful 10 mile run on Sunday and another 6 this morning on my beloved Legacy Trail.
Running always makes me feel better. Always.
Did you watch the season finale of the Walking Dead?
What did you do this weekend?
Has anyone ever broken into your house?