Some Kinda Prank

We been trying to sell our home of 13 years for over a year now, and although many people have seen it and loved it, they either offered us a foreclosure price or it was not exactly what the seekers wanted. It is a 123 year old home, a proud victorian Princess with lots of little rooms. There is a faux fireplace in the kitchen, but not one in the living room. The dining room has seated 12 people comfortably, but there is no wall space for a hutch, breakfront, or china cabinet. The kitchen was gutted and remodeled in 2002 and although it is the gathering place for our large family to congregate while Gerry and I cook, it is pretty much standing room only. The house has shifted and some of the walls and ceilings that are of the original plaster, have cracks and creases... I know the little flaws. On the plus side it is solidly built with all the charm that these type homes have to offer... pocket doors, decorative trim, a shaded front porch... oh don't get me started. I watch every day as people ride by and stop and admire and I wonder what they are thinking. So I was surprised the other day when someone rode by in a car, slowed down in the middle of the rode to look, when I realized the for sale sign was missing. Was this an omen of things to come? Did the wild animals who roam our property and are rewarded with "treats" steal the sign in protest of our planned escape? Or did our contract end and the realtor took the sign away? I called him to ask. "Nooo, I did not take the sign down, we have several more months to go" he stated. "it must be vandals. I'll call the police and replace it." He came to replace the sign a few hours later, and relayed the story that there have been other reports of for sale signs in town missing, and from what the police told him, someone's home in a neighboring town (whose house was not on the market) was targeted with over 50 for sale signs adorning their front lawn. Wow, imagine the terror you might feel seeing that sight. One might feel completely unwanted in the neighborhood and it would make you wonder who or how many people didn't like you, or you might just chalk it up to young vandals performing a random stupid prank. Even so, I think that scenario is just creepy enough to fuel some worry and perhaps a dark nightmare.