You won't believe what just happen a few moments ago while I was finishing up the previous post. Our computer is in the living room area where all eyes can see activity and not too far from my front door. The front door is open today but the IRON screen security door was closed but not yet locked because we were still putting away yard stuff.
Well I hear some talking approaching the front door and the door bell rings. I ignore it because I don't recognize the people and remain quiet assuming they are soliciting something and will walk away in a few minutes because no one comes to the door. BUT NOOOOOOOOOO!
I leaped out of my chair and swooped down the entry and in a yell heard around the world... "Get the H*ll out of here!" Now I'm not a swearing woman on a daily basis, so where that came from HAD to be the depths of my Whoop *ZZZZ former self before Christ! But I wasn't done yet... I continued with "Get the H*ll off my property!" As I was pulling the iron door closed, I see a woman behind him who looks like she just had an accident in her darling Capri pants! The guy says, "Is this Freddy's?"
In a voice that again came from the depths of a canyon, I continued to YELL, "DO I LOOK LIKE A FREDDY?!" Now mind you, I just finished doing yard work, I'm stinky and my hair probably looked like I'd seen a vision. "I'm going to FRY you if you don't start running off my property - RIGHT NOW!"
My daughter came in from the backyard and asked if someone got in trouble? Oh yea, Honey, somebody got in trouble all right!" I told the family who re-assembled nearby what just happened and my son said, "Oh no he didn't?"
Now ya'll, this could have been an absolutely innocent mistake, but I am a cautious woman who lives where foreclosed homes surround the city and people are desperate for shelter and also looking to loot from those who still have their homes. However, learn from this couple who will probably be talking about me in stories for the rest of their lives...