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Brazen Bullshit

This picture made me giggle.....had to share.

Today I am thankful that I am catching on.

Well.....I sold insurance until midnight (to people in Hawaii) and came home to make a custom weight loss recording.

My computer was just fine when the recording was mixing.

It worked fine when the cd was being burned.

It looked okay to me when I left this morning.

I left at 8:00 a.m. for my hypnosis appointments.

I returned home at 1:30.

My computer looked funny.  The panel which surrounds the keyboard was pulled up from the frame.  I had to smash it down with my hands to put it back together. 

A screw is missing on the underside of my computer

What could someone possibly have done to my computer during those five and a half hours I saw clients?

I thought most spyware was performed by apps rather than real pieces of equipment.  I guess it's time for me to get a new computer and ask to live alone.

I can't figure out who would have touched my computer outside of Michael.

The chain was on the front door when I fell asleep last night.  It was on the front door when I came home from work. 

The garage door was locked.  Nothing looked out of place.

The back door was also locked.

The gate was closed.

Whoever is messing around with my stuff is just getting more brazen.  I think catching them is just a matter of time as he (or she) is trying very hard not to hide anymore.

Of course, Michael is blaming his family.  He said that he took the chain off of the door for a few hours while I was away and that four house keys went missing.

Ugh......I don't know what to believe.

I'm tired of trying. 

I don't have time to fiddle fart around with liars anymore.

Love,

S.

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