This past week has shown me that the world is getting desperate.
Tuesday I brought my car into the shop to get it worked on. Overnight someone broke into the repair place’s locked, fenced parkinglot and ripped out my catilitic converter, and those out of 5 other cars.
Friday, when Bella was outside doing her business, a hawk was circling overhead looking to steal her for a snack.
Saturday night after the guys left from paint night, and Chris and I were settling down to go to bed, I heard a noise at the window, and saw the figure of a man standing there, he ran when I shouted. The police didn’t find anything.
What am I doing that people are trying to take things away from me? If you need something really badly, ask, I’ll probably give it to you. Jeeze.