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Today I am thankful I can change my Facebook password. 




Wow.....it looks like someone may have hacked my account last August.   I do have an Android phone but I've have never been anywhere close to Texas.



I've seen some hacking on that website from a city 90 minutes away (in the area my in-laws live).  I've never been hacked out of state before.  The last time that happened, I was actually locked out of my account.  My ex called to tell me that my sister-in-law went to Twitter bragging about hanging out by my house.  It was crazy.

The cops told me to pretend to be out of town until things died down. 


Only Steve knew where I was.

This time, there were no bizarre things going on.  I didn't have to change my password or contact Facebook.  It went unnoticed.


Just in case it is notable, I thought I'd document it here. I should have documented it the last time it happened.


I hate that annoying website. 

I'm off to change my password.  I'm seriously thinking something like 'Back Off B1TCH!'


That one would be far too easy to guess.


I hope it is nothing but these days one can never be too sure. 



Love ya,

S.


Edit: I should say that I know exactly where I was on August 23 at 4:19 p.m.  I was stuck in traffic on the way to my office.  I had a 4:30 appointment.  I was freaking out about my daughter's birthday and not having a gift.  My Android phone was turned off because it was downloading weird stuff on it's own.  I replaced the phone four days later.

I don't know.  It may have been a fluke.  It may have been real.  I'll protect myself now.




P.S.  If you want to learn how to keep track of your Facebook log-ins, visit https://www.facebook.com/notes/facebook/staying-in-control-of-your-facebook-logins/389991097130





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