To an Unknown Capron Resident:
You could've just asked. You didn't have to come in the middle of the night & back your truck up through my front yard to steal some of the gravel I had delivered for my backyard. This gravel is for my children's play area. It was like you were stealing candy from a baby. Did you think I wouldn't notice the tire tracks you left in my grass or the coffee cup you littered onto my lawn? Was it really necessary? I would've been happy to tell you how to get some for a low cost. My husband works in the aggregate industry for gravel's sake. The least you could've done was left a note explaining your desperation & maybe a $20 bill. I hope you are happy.
Sincerely,
Rebecca, a couple buckets short of 1/2 a ton
- Rebecca
- I am a domestic engineer (aka homemaker) and a homeschooling Mama. I enjoy decorating, cooking, baking, scrapbooking and anything crafty. I am a wife, a sister, a daughter, a granddaughter, a mother, and a friend. I am a child of God and am having a love affair with Jesus. I am the mama of a baby daughter, Olivia, diagnosed with Trisomy 18, who went to be with Jesus at 28 weeks pregnant. I am also a mother to a precious little one, miscarried at 8 weeks. I am learning how to live with grief and embrace the plan that He has set before me, knowing I am safe in His hands.
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Oh that sucks! Hopefully those were the few buckets you would have had extra with no place to put them! If so...perhaps he was doing you a favor...if now...grab some stones and start THROWING!!! I am sure whoever it was is somewhat close to you or he/she(probably a he;) ) wouldn't have known about the gravel.
If you break a few windows blame it on the pregnancy hormones!
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Oh, that was your house?! My bad. I'll bring some by this weekend.
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