Carl had some trouble with his car so we played 'Musical Vehicles' on Thursday. He drove the van I usually drive so he left through the garage instead of the back door. I stopped on my way home from Bible Study and got a few groceries. With the groceries, I decided to park in the garage to unload them. As I opened up the garage there was a stool in the middle. I couldn't get in without moving it. Why was it there? Maybe Carl put it there to remind me not to park there?!? Sure, that had to be it!
I parked outside and just brought some of the groceries in the house. I talked to Carl latter in the day and I asked him about the stool. He had no idea why the stool was there. The hair stood up on the back of my neck, no idea?!? I didn't either. Now I am afraid to go out to the garage. Maybe the stool is a sign for something, maybe it is to show that my van is not at home, maybe if I move it ...
I creeped myself out. I didn't move the stool but I sure kept a look out for any unusual activity. I would see them if they came back. -How did they get in in the first place? they were good! no doors left unlocked or open-
Kaitlin came home at 4. She asked why I didn't park in the garage? I told her, quietly, just in case. She calmly walked out to the garage and moved the stool, nothing fell on her head- there was nothing above her but the ceiling but on the tv stuff falls from overhead a lot, no bullets rang out, no nothing!
Then she calmly reminded me that she set the stool up that morning to wait for a few minutes until I was ready and she was enjoying the beautiful weather. She apologized for not moving it.
I was relieved that the next mass murderer had not set up camp near us and the mystery was solved.
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