As many of you know my grandpa Sap is/was very dear to my heart. I love everything that reminds me of him. Pictures/Fireman Badges/Trunk/Letters/Tic-Tac-Toe Game....the most important thing to me from him is my playhouse he built when I was 3 or 4 years old. I'm not talking a crappy playhouse. I am talking full out HOUSE! Siding....Roofing....windows.....deck.....well when my mom moved we had no where to put it....we were not living at the farm yet so we had to leave it behind. Jeff my sweet thoughtful husband tried for the last two years to get ahold of the people who lived in my old house. Offering to buy it...they did not return calls or answer any contact made. Well the *ssholes got evicted so yesterday everything left in the house was thrown out on the curb. My mom, flu infected, went adn got me the oak mirror I had forgotten to take with me. I LOVE IT! :) The saddness when I stopped was when I went to look at my playhouse....it is ruined...destroyed....I started crying.....for at least an hour. The idiots let their rottweiller destroy it and use it was a dog house. My playhouse is missing the entire front and one side is caved in........
I just can't believe it. I just always thought that I would get it back again someday somehow. Why do people just destroy things....my playhouse may have been 20 years old but it was in perfect condition just a few years ago......why not buy your dogs a dog house instead of destroying my playhouse Or use it as a shed....as I assumed it would be if there were no kids....anyway....saddness......horrible........unforgiveable......what a crappy week...
love, me :(
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