Sheets, Sticks & Holes In The Ceiling..

With my heart being heavy today, I decided it was time to go outside and relieve some stress by picking up some of the hundreds of sticks that have fallen in my yard during the various storms that have hit us the past few months. When I first walked outside I realized how the sun was peaking through the clouds and what a nice breeze was blowing, perfect for drying the sheets and tablecloth I had just finished washing.  I decided to take advantage of the 55' degree weather and use my clothesline. I love hanging clothes on my line...

I thought that I'd go outside and fill my head and lungs with some late winter, early spring air by picking up all the sticks that have covered my yard for months. I absolutely despise looking at them out my windows and with the weather as warm as it is, this was my perfect opportunity to not only do some good in my yard, but clear my head of all the sad thoughts that have been lingering about lately.

The entire time I was laying them in my cart, I kept reciting that old nursery rhyme "One - Two Buckle My Shoe" and in particular this verse.."Pick up sticks;  Seven, eight, Lay them straight: Nine, ten".   Silly I know, but it gave me something other than the goings on in my life to think about..

I was making quite a dent in my yard with all the sticks, and actually started to enjoy the day when I suddenly heard my husband SCREAM with all sorts of profanity.. I dropped my sticks and went running to the side of our barn where he was standing on top of our Travel Trailer.... The look on his face said it all, but it was the STICK he pulled out of the roof of our trailer that changed the entire day for me.. During the last ice storm we noticed some large limbs that fell on top of our covered camper. Obviously a cover, is not enough to protect its roof from large limbs but we were hoping and praying that it didn't do much damage. Today, we realized we have a large problem with not one or two, but three holes in the roof of our camper. The damage is bad, the floors are soaked and who knows what else..  Yes, I'm sure insurance will help, but we just can't take much else... It's ironic because, just this past fall, we had put it up for sale. When it didn't sell, we had all winter long to think about its renewed possibilities and had started making plans to take it on a road trip this summer. It figures..  Needless to say, I went right back to collecting sticks, breaking them with fury.. I have a nice stack wouldn't you say?

I told my husband, with everything that has been going on ..I truly think someone has a Maloik {malocchio} on us.. Have you ever heard of Maloik? It's part superstition, part tradition, it is the belief in the evil eye, placed on someone when someone else is jealous or envious of the other's good luck. The malocchio then manifests itself in some sort of misfortune onto the cursed person, usually some physical ailment. If someone has, and you happen to be reading this, your work has been done, now if you would kindly remove it we would so be appreciative..

My husbands response was, "it's life Les".. and so he is right, but maybe life could bring us just a bit of better luck?

Well, at least my sweet Bailey got a nice warm shower, and smells super sweet, and Mr. Milo had his nails cut and a good brushing.. So, at least my furry family is happy.