Thursday, February 23, 2006

The Temporary House

So while our home is been rebuilt, we are in this temporary house. I don't really like it. Yes it is bigger then MY home...

BUT

1)I do not like the color of it.
2)There are NO closets!
3)There are many things that need to be replaced in this house.
4)The neighbors house keeps getting broke into.

Well let me clarify that. Two weeks ago they really broke into it. Mind you Princess Girly Girl and I were sitting right here. Right next door. We heard the dog bark, but I guess they were already inside. We were right here.

Fast forward to yesterday morning. Dogs are going nuts again. I poke my head outside and there is someone in their back yard. Black hoodie and green gardening gloves are on. I call 911.

This morning the dogs are going nuts again. I keep poking my head out, nothing, I see nothing. But I do hear this guys screaming at my neighbor. He threatened her. I guess she was out walking and kept looking at him. The neighbor two doors down, her dh comes out and starts asking the guy, what do you need. He screams some more. The two door down neighbor puts her car in the neighbors driveway because we know she is not home and if it is them snooping around again. Then the Neighbor comes home and sees the other neighbors car in her driveway. She freaks and calls 911 and she hides in my bushes and is tapping on my windows. I am upstairs and do not hear her. I feel so bad.

So the cops come and they are gone. We are up in arms. The neighborhood is in a good area. The only strange thing is that the neighbors Dh is a sheriff. Are they harassing him? Are they trying to hurt his family? What exactly are they trying to do.

I am scared. I am scared that I am here and all this is going on. I am scared that my girls are here with me. I hate not being in my home. This is not to say that my home is any safer. But you just feel better there, you know.

So here we are on patrol now. We are all trying to take back the neighborhood. We will be diligent and be out there every morning so that we will be aware of what it going on.

Dang, I miss my home......

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