Wrong number!

We moved to our current house over six years ago. Got our phone number right when we moved in. Six years is a pretty long time, right? Well, you would think so.

In the last six years, we have gotten more than a few calls asking for Brenda Williams. All kinds of calls from all kinds of people. My favorite was one asking if Ms. Williams was still looking to sell her property in Florida. Should have told them just to send me the check, and I would get a deed right out to them!

Yesterday morning, Labor Day, we were attempting to sleep late, which we don't often have the opportunity to do. And right at 8:00 AM (we were actually already awake) the phone rings. I answer it, wondering who would have the nerve to call at 8:00 on a holiday, unless something was terribly wrong with a family member. The caller says, "Is Brenda there?" Sounded like a sales call of some sort. I evidently don't always think quickly at 8:00 in the morning, especially on a holiday. So I couldn't think of a quick comeback. I just said, "No." And hung up.

So Brenda, if you are out there reading this, you have missed quite a bit over the last 6 years. And as the people who inherited your phone number when you moved/disappeared/were abducted by aliens, we are tired of getting your calls.

But hey, do you still have that property for sale in Florida?