Last night, just as I was falling asleep, what do I hear, . . . crunch, crunch, crunch. Crap! Guess the Peeping Tom is back again. I mean, what else could it be? The house behind me that is being built has a fence around it and is padlocked all the time when the builders aren't there. It's no longer a easier shortcut. So, Peeping Tom is logically the only reason left for someone to be in my backyard at 12:30 a.m. Of course since I was literally at the edge of sleep, I was unable to get up and look. I'm not sure what I would have done if I had been able to get up. The person was leaving. There is only a short window of time before the person would have moved from a observable position to be unseeable [The enclosed patio block my view of the yard from the left, and a large shrub blocks my view of the yard from the right].
I guess I will put some more nylon thread up on the left side of the yard. I just don't when I will have time to do this. I am working 10 to 7 today and I start house sitting for Jackie tonight. And I work tomorow for the florist on my birthday.
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