Break a Pattern

I've stalled writing this one, as I wanted some time to pass from a series of events that seem to be triggered by something I didn't do that was normally my pattern. Now I'm not superstitious, but I've been on the receiving end of some good fun comments on what I triggered.

Day zero started by a trip to the Winco grocery for a pretty major shopping trip. We got a fair amount of frozen and refrigerated foods. When we came out, Mom pretty much started walking towards Dick's that is just next door. I, in a foolish moment, declined to do our normal little lunch stop when we're in that part of town. This turned out to be the "Danger, Danger Will Robinson" moment. (Points if you know that reference)

Later that night I received a robot call to call back regarding a credit card. It wasn't specific so I figured it was a sales call. Dum-de-dum.

Saturday, (The next day) I got up and noticed the refrigerator seemed a but warm. I figured it may have had a door that didn't close all the way because we added  something that didn't fit. The next morning, the ice tray was a puddle and everything was getting warm. Dum-de-dum. Yep, the 2.5 year old refer was toast. A trip to 3 appliance stores was required to find a replacement that would fit.

The next Monday, we hooked up the camper and discovered the vandal damage I wrote out earlier. Dum-de-dum.

In addition, when I went to use a credit card for replacement parts, it was declined. When I called the place to ask what was up, they said my card was canceled as someone had hacked my number and tried, failed, but tried, to do a fraudulent charge to a phony charity. Dum-de-dum.

All (so some folks say) on account of not taking advantage of a Dick's stop a week earlier.

Dad