Thursday, June 23, 2011
I heard a big "BLAM" last night, upstairs. Trudged up to see what it could have been, but saw nothing. It was raining.
Didn't think anything of it. Sometimes the kids will throw rocks at the side of my house as they are walking up the hill. So I just thought that must have been what the noise was. It was after 9PM, though, so it was unusual.
This morning when I went up to get my coffee, I looked into the living room and glass was everywhere. And I do mean everywhere. How the heck can glass fly eight feet? And, be so infintisimal. EVERYWHERE.
Rather then get excited, I got my cupa coffee, sat down and contemplated the mess. Surprise was my number one emotion. I've been here ten years and so few little things have happened that I was truly surprised........still am.
And a perfectly round hole. Even with the rain last night, no water in the house. Thankfully it was a soft rain.
After enjoying the coffee, I began to clean up. Folded up the zebra skin rug full of glass shards and took that outside. Picked up the big pieces and dusted those on the furniture into a bag. Swept and mopped. It's clean now.
I never found a projectile of any kind. I looked downstairs in the lower patio. Nothing.
The mystery is why and what was used? I'll probably never know. I assume kids being mischevious. They were probably shocked that their target practice was so accurate.
Now to call Sr. Luna to come replace the window. Viva Mexico!