So after the first one uses the restroom, (yeah, I did it. *Mom, I am so sorry, I promise I did listen to every single speech you gave about Stranger Danger, I swear, but sometimes I just get so nervous that I can't help it. I am sure you are going to call me and give me the 'what for' on this one, but it's OK, I deserve it.) Well, the second one goes into the bathroom for like 10 minutes. No lie, the other one was standing in the foyer calling her name. At this time things that are going through my head: Is she putting a silencer on her gun to kill me? Is she doing drugs in there? Is she stealing my pumpkin shaped potpourri, because that would just make me so mad!!! But no, she was taking a crap! In MY bathroom, and reading MY magazines. And the other one has the nerve to ask me for a cup of water during this whole thing. I
I got hosed so bad! Why, why do I do these things to myself? Why can't I be mean, or at least stand up for myself? Ug. Now all night I am going to be paranoid that these people were just casing out the joint to come kill me. I have literally gotten up from the computer twice to check the locks on my doors since starting this post. I am a total freak, but on the flip side, a good neighbor. I called my neighbor and warned her not to fall into their trap. Score one for my side!