The Travel Gremlin

Okay. Lately, something weird happens whenever both my husband and I travel somewhere together. Something on our property gets broken.

The first time was in March while we were getting married in Maui. We arrived home to find that the trash truck ran down our fence out front. It’s just a little split rail thing but it irked me they left without saying anything. The obvious green paint and marks matching the size of the large green bucket in the front of the truck. After several months, they finally replaced it.

In October, we went to Seattle for work/play. Arriving home, we found the plastic bubble over the front basement window smashed in. We couldn’t find who or what did it. It was probably one of the neighborhood cats or raccoons. There were no footprints around it so I know it wasn’t a human. We wanted to replace it with a nice metal one at some point anyway.

So just got back from our latest trip to find the UPS guy has smashed the glass in our new front door trying to deliver a package in the high wind. Our housesitter had called so we knew about it before we came home. He must have let go in a gust and it smashed into the wall opposite the door. Again, no note. But he left the package. Now I am trying to get someone to come “look at it” so we can get the process rolling. Which better be soon since we can’t get in and out the front door right now (there’s still glass everywhere).

So not sure what’s up with this. It has to be some sort of travel gremlin. I even joked with my housesitter as we left that I wondered what would be busted on my house this time...

Sigh.