This afternoon has SUCKED. I almost got robbed, but chicken stock
saved the day.
Yesterday I simmered some chicken stock all night, and the house still
smelled like it. I opened the huge dining room curtain so that the sun
could shine in the sliding glass doors and help get rid of some of the
smell.
This afternoon I'm watching TV when I see a large Hispanic man outside
the glass doors on my patio, holding a big limestone rock from our yard.
The previous owners used limestone for landscaping but there's some
still just laying around loose and he'd taken one.
He walks off calmly with the rock while I wonder what the HELL some
guy wants with a rock, but I'm not about to holler after him because,
hey, he's got a big ****ing rock. Freaked, I called my husband, who
said he'd come home from work.
At first I didn't call the police but then it hit me -- the guy was
going to bash in our glass sliding doors and ****ing ROB us. Thanks to
sheer coincidence, the curtain was open because of the smell. He must
have seen me inside and left when he realized the house wasn't empty.
So I called the police. They're scheduling extra patrols around here
because of it. The officer looked at me like an idiot when I asked why
he thought the guy would steal a rock. Uh, to break a window, lady,
that's why.
We were planning on having a porch built for security so I guess we'd
better get that done ASAP. The neighbor has a dog that barks and we've
got a bright motion sensitive security light, plus we're picking up all
those loose rocks in the yard, so I think we're okay for now, but I'm so
freaked.

Stacia