Yesterday was just, ugh, UGH, terrible day. Finally, thankfully, it was over, and I went to bed ... only to be awakened by my husband at 2 AM. He motioned me to follow him to the bedroom door, then pointed toward the kitchen.
Where every upper kitchen cabinet stood open.
I could see from where I stood that the front door was cracked, with light shining in. We already knew about the kitchen, so we walked into the office to check it out. After spending a few minutes in there, we walked back into the main area. The front door was no longer cracked. (It's easy to see, because our hallways are lit, and if the front door is closed, the only light that comes through is at the bottom.) I checked it, and it was unlocked. Apparently we neglected to lock it before bed. As I said, it was a terrible day.
I'm pretty sure this was the work of the same neighbor who kicked the door and shredded my wreath the other night in a drunken tantrum, but still. Very unnerving. Not, NOT funny.
Where every upper kitchen cabinet stood open.
I could see from where I stood that the front door was cracked, with light shining in. We already knew about the kitchen, so we walked into the office to check it out. After spending a few minutes in there, we walked back into the main area. The front door was no longer cracked. (It's easy to see, because our hallways are lit, and if the front door is closed, the only light that comes through is at the bottom.) I checked it, and it was unlocked. Apparently we neglected to lock it before bed. As I said, it was a terrible day.
I'm pretty sure this was the work of the same neighbor who kicked the door and shredded my wreath the other night in a drunken tantrum, but still. Very unnerving. Not, NOT funny.