Hey Guys,
I'm sitting here feeling sorry for myself and feel the need to vent a little bit. So, I thought I would start a thread for those of us who feel that life isn't holding up its end of the bargain.
In short, this year sucks. Actually this year's bad luck started Dec. 31st of last year when I found a citation taped to my front door that informed me that I was being sued for ~ $2800 for debt on a PayPal credit card I never had. I've had the same Visa for about 18 years. I tried contacting the lawyer for the collection agency multiple times but she would not talk to me. Not knowing what else to do I researched how to file an answer to the petition and filed it. I thought that all I had to do was wait for a date, appear before the Justice of the Peace, explain the situation, and that would be the end of it. What I didn't know was that the petition hadn't been properly served. Apparently they sneak by and tape a copy to your door as a warning hoping that you will pay up and they will be on their way.
Since I was turning 65 in a couple of months I turned my attention to Medicare and forgot all about being sued. Medicare is a total cluster f***. I had to learn all about Part A, Part B, Part C, Part D, the supplemental drug plan, and Medi-gap (plans a through z).
Having that figured out Millie and I departed on our final camping trip of the Spring. When we returned I found the same petition taped to my door. This time it was stamped and a serving date and time were filled in. Of course now the paper work is messed up because I filed an answer months before I was actually served. Really, I still think I haven't been *properly* served. They never placed it in my hand.
I was planning to take the travel trailer and relocate for a period of time to work on another airplane project so I started mowing the lawn the day after returning from the camping trip. While mowing I noticed some gouges in the lawn down by the road. Then I noticed tire tracks in the grass and followed them to where my trailer for the Polaris Ranger had been parked. It's gone. I went to the shed where the ranger was parked. It's gone.
So, we filed with insurance and carried on with our plans. We relocated and I started work on Wednesday. Showed up the following Monday and started preparing aluminum pieces for primer. About 11:00 A.M. I got a call from Millie. My daughter had called and told her that both of our cars were missing from the (locked) garage. So we left the trailer and drove the tow vehicle home.
They cleaned us out. They found the drawer with spare keys. They went through our files and stole all of our titles. They stole the folder with all of our passwords including all bank accounts. All the Guns are gone. All jewelry is gone. Two cars and a motorcycle are gone. Various tools from the shop. They stole everything. They even went through our cupboard like they were grocery shopping. The list is now over four pages long.
Well, they caught a female driving Millie's car. Some of our small items were inside. She is currently in Tarrant Co. lockup charged with possession of meth, possession of heroin, and unauthorized use of a vehicle. So we got Millie's car back but it was totally trashed to include syringes in the floor board and McDonald's ground into the carpet. She still had some of the jewelry and a pouch of paperwork including my Last Will and Testament. Millie's will and titles to 'vehicles and properties are still missing.
Me, I'm just back from Ft. Worth impound. They found my 2003 daily driver pickup. It's trashed with one wheel in the back and riding on the spare. Of course they left zero gas in it. Oh yea, they found the ranger and trailer as well. The ranger has been heavily damaged and they pulled the trailer with the tongue jack down and destroyed that. The tags had been swapped too. Also, somebody out there has my garage door opener.
They know who the male accomplice is but haven't apprehended him yet.
Now here's the kicker. While being questioned the female was asked how they knew no one was home. She said that they couldn't see any cars and that there was an eviction notice taped to the door. So, this whole messed up citation for debt I don't owe ended up screwing up my life for weeks and costing at least $2000 in deductibles.
At this point I feel like I should copy Rodney Dangerfield after one of his routines and turn to the guy next to me and say: "So, how's your day going?".
Wes
P.S. All my jewelry was in Millie's car. You can see where my hands are starting to heal from wet sanding the fuse.