Nightmares

Things get broken ruined, thrown in the creek, left in the barn or by the bus stop, dishes, cups, silverware, shovels, hoe, etc. It is the human curse.

Even if the kids all left, with just Dad and I here we would make up for it by making our own destruction. Today we drive a ding bat car, all dented, smelly, and dirty inside because it is used as a pickup for hauling wood, motors and bad milk that spoiled that has to be returned to the store. The milk gets hot, swells and leaks all over the carpet. The smell would drive even an gas masked person out.

The lucky thing is car thieves don't bother our car. I have thought of inventing car shades that look like junk in a car and stickers that look like rust, dents and holes, to put on the outside, and sick smells like sour milk, to belch out from under the car, to keep thieves from sealing your new hot car. A fake striking cobra in the gas tank area, would help the hole punching gas thieves. Have a ding bat car and you can leave it unlocked if the milk spill is in it.

I had this nightmare last night. I looked in my closet and it was all organized, with just the amount of clothes it should have in perfect order. Dallas had done it and put all my other clothes in neat stacks all over the barn. It filled up most of the barn. I almost had a heart attack. It was my worst dream yet!