Dear Lord, I am going to be a tattle tail today...

You see, I went to Wally World today, in the hubby's pickup truck. I was miserable. It was so very hot and wouldn't you know but the air conditioning went out of poor "Betsy" (that's what we call the truck) about the same time I went to stay at the hospital hotel. Anyway, the son and I were doing some good 'ol shopping for paint and all the stuff you need to fix up a room properly. We took Betsy, 'cause it just seem to be the thing to do, since of course we were hauling manly things around town...

We went in to do our shopping, minding our own business, spending way too much money, 'cause you can't leave the store these days without feeling you should own it by now and then we left...

When we arrived at the truck, the tailgate was down.

Hmm...

And then I realized I had been robbed. Someone had swiped what was mine. Someone chose to break the...is it the eighth commandment? Now I'm not usually a tattle tail, ask anyone but my little sister, but this time I am just going to have to be a snitch. I mean, seriously, I don't know if I can get my work done without one of my most useful companions...

I mean, where am I going to put all my clean clothes so they can sit wrinkly at the end of my bed until worn. (I have a serious problem with putting away clean clothes. Probably need to seek treatment for this.) This is an outrage!!! I don't know if I can handle having to fold and put away all my clean belongings... it just wouldn't seem right somehow. That would mean that I eventually would have conquered Mount Laundry, and frankly I wouldn't know what to do with myself if that happened... What would I have to gripe about?!!!

I know you say "give to others," Lord. I guess I will forgive the thief, whoever they may be. Maybe, just maybe, they needed the plastic "dresser" more than me.

Besides, if I'm honest, I have three more sitting at the foot of my bed...