Well....not sure what I'm thankful for.
Let me see....
I'm thankful for a locksmith who shares my name.
I'm thankful for hidden cameras.
I'm thankful for a kind used car salesman.
A friend's father sells for a Dodge dealership - he's trying to get me financing on a Nissan or a Toyota. It's a wild and weird world, isn't it?
I guess counting one's blessings helps...
******
I'm going to take a photo of the puddle on my garage step. In the last entry I wrote about "hearing" footsteps and going out into the garage to find a single wet foot shaped puddle of anti-freeze on the step leading into the house from the garage.
The puddle is still there. It's no longer green; it's clear and it's oily. Upon inspection, it looks like someone took a piece of folded metal, guided it to the door in such a way that water coming through the door would melt, flow down the crease of the metal and land on the step in a puddle. When I touch the fluid on the metallic bar, it feels oily.
That's a bit weird. I'm going to have to go behind the house and figure out what could possibly be flowing down the metal bar and onto the step. I can't get back there now. We had a blizzard and there is about three feet of snow packed up against the fence and the house. No one is going back there for the next few days.
You have to see it to understand it. I'll try to post a picture. I may take it to a stalking expert to get her take on it.
Is someone just trying to play with me?
Maybe the footsteps were in my imagination. If I find any Halloween sound effects, I'll know exactly what happened.
******
I've been locked out of Facebook for about a week and a half. I decided to change my password....again.
I figured that I didn't write down the right password when I changed it last week.
I found a curious thing....
Someone has been logging into Facebook with an email address that I don't recognize.
It is
"AX2[my first name]@[one of my hypnosis domains].com
I wonder if that's a joke?
Are they saying....
"Axe to Siegfried?"
It's okay if it has four strings. Maybe someone is going to buy me a vintage Fretless Fender.
Or maybe they're going to take up tree trimming. If they want to present me with the metallic type of axe, the best place to pull that stunt I when I'm leaving the gun club.
I'm really not sure what to do.
Do I email it and see if I get a response?
Do I go to my domain host and change my password? I think I need to do that at the very least. It would seem someone has access to my host. That's the only way they could set up an email is through the control panel.
I don't accept emails on this domain. I had one set up eleven years ago with only my first name but I ended that when the stalking became overbearing and I started receiving threats that appeared to come from an audit supervisor with the city I live in. I traced the IP to an area five blocks away from the Taj Mahal (what we call the overly ornate city building here). Back then, I figured it was her.
Now, I doubt everything.
Maybe the lying audit supervisor didn't send those, maybe Mike or his family sent those emails. Now, I know the woman is a liar because some of her whoppers ended up repeated in court. All I needed to do is order a copy of the transcript and I could read every nasty word she said. I'd never met her. I became the bain of her boss fighting those tax hikes after her stunt. I ran for the top seat in the city two years later. She probably knows what I look like and where I live. I know nothing about her except that she lied about me in a hearing and stole $500 from me.
The problem with all of this nonsense is that I really don't know what's going on. I suspect everything.
I do know that I don't use that domain for emails. I use it to mirror my primary site. There are no email address associated with the account, I didn't even have a catch-all address.
I'm not really sure how to proceed.
I'll think about it.
*****
Mike is being nice to me.
He bought me my favorite tea.
He paid for something.......oh....he paid for three months of trash service.
I don't understand this behavior.
It is weird.
I am awaiting a call from my lawyer. I know how I want to proceed, I just need to sign the retainer agreement. I paid the retainer. I never got to see the agreement and sign it.
I haven't heard from him in a little over a week. It's possible he's on vacation.
I don't know what to do.
I'm feeling trapped in this relationship, even though it's not really a relationship.
I feel trapped and unable to move away from my ex.
I'll work on getting the house ready to sell.
Love ya,
S.
Let me see....
I'm thankful for a locksmith who shares my name.
I'm thankful for hidden cameras.
I'm thankful for a kind used car salesman.
A friend's father sells for a Dodge dealership - he's trying to get me financing on a Nissan or a Toyota. It's a wild and weird world, isn't it?
I guess counting one's blessings helps...
******
I'm going to take a photo of the puddle on my garage step. In the last entry I wrote about "hearing" footsteps and going out into the garage to find a single wet foot shaped puddle of anti-freeze on the step leading into the house from the garage.
The puddle is still there. It's no longer green; it's clear and it's oily. Upon inspection, it looks like someone took a piece of folded metal, guided it to the door in such a way that water coming through the door would melt, flow down the crease of the metal and land on the step in a puddle. When I touch the fluid on the metallic bar, it feels oily.
That's a bit weird. I'm going to have to go behind the house and figure out what could possibly be flowing down the metal bar and onto the step. I can't get back there now. We had a blizzard and there is about three feet of snow packed up against the fence and the house. No one is going back there for the next few days.
You have to see it to understand it. I'll try to post a picture. I may take it to a stalking expert to get her take on it.
Is someone just trying to play with me?
Maybe the footsteps were in my imagination. If I find any Halloween sound effects, I'll know exactly what happened.
******
I've been locked out of Facebook for about a week and a half. I decided to change my password....again.
I figured that I didn't write down the right password when I changed it last week.
I found a curious thing....
Someone has been logging into Facebook with an email address that I don't recognize.
It is
"AX2[my first name]@[one of my hypnosis domains].com
I wonder if that's a joke?
Are they saying....
"Axe to Siegfried?"
It's okay if it has four strings. Maybe someone is going to buy me a vintage Fretless Fender.
Or maybe they're going to take up tree trimming. If they want to present me with the metallic type of axe, the best place to pull that stunt I when I'm leaving the gun club.
I'm really not sure what to do.
Do I email it and see if I get a response?
Do I go to my domain host and change my password? I think I need to do that at the very least. It would seem someone has access to my host. That's the only way they could set up an email is through the control panel.
I don't accept emails on this domain. I had one set up eleven years ago with only my first name but I ended that when the stalking became overbearing and I started receiving threats that appeared to come from an audit supervisor with the city I live in. I traced the IP to an area five blocks away from the Taj Mahal (what we call the overly ornate city building here). Back then, I figured it was her.
Now, I doubt everything.
Maybe the lying audit supervisor didn't send those, maybe Mike or his family sent those emails. Now, I know the woman is a liar because some of her whoppers ended up repeated in court. All I needed to do is order a copy of the transcript and I could read every nasty word she said. I'd never met her. I became the bain of her boss fighting those tax hikes after her stunt. I ran for the top seat in the city two years later. She probably knows what I look like and where I live. I know nothing about her except that she lied about me in a hearing and stole $500 from me.
The problem with all of this nonsense is that I really don't know what's going on. I suspect everything.
I do know that I don't use that domain for emails. I use it to mirror my primary site. There are no email address associated with the account, I didn't even have a catch-all address.
I'm not really sure how to proceed.
I'll think about it.
*****
Mike is being nice to me.
He bought me my favorite tea.
He paid for something.......oh....he paid for three months of trash service.
I don't understand this behavior.
It is weird.
I am awaiting a call from my lawyer. I know how I want to proceed, I just need to sign the retainer agreement. I paid the retainer. I never got to see the agreement and sign it.
I haven't heard from him in a little over a week. It's possible he's on vacation.
I don't know what to do.
I'm feeling trapped in this relationship, even though it's not really a relationship.
I feel trapped and unable to move away from my ex.
I'll work on getting the house ready to sell.
Love ya,
S.