It's no secret that I'm anal retentive. It annoys my friends. It annoys my husband. It annoys me. But I am who I am.
Because I am anal retentive, I noticed the other day that our grill was moved. I know this for a fact because I always leave it at a perfect angle in the corner of our backyard. I went over to check it out and saw that the flowers behind the grill were all bent, like someone had walked or laid on them. Um, Billy?
After only a second or two of investigation, we were convinced that someone had hid behind our grill. Hid from someone or hid because they were trying to break in and we or someone else startled them we're not sure.
It freaked us out, but we didn't dwell on it - until yesterday when Billy told me that our friends' home was broken into while they were sleeping. No one was hurt and all of the items that were taken are replaceable and they don't live in our neighborhood, but it makes our little grill/flower situation a bit more concerning.
That's why I'm barring the windows and installing new locks tonight. Oh, and Devo is going to take a class in dog fighting.