So.... I'm thankful for documentation.
Friday, May 31 at 3:32 pm (at Orchard and Parker) I drove past a man who looked my ex in an RTD mini-bus. I thought I had to be mistaken because he doesn't work on Fridays. That was the day my ex missed visitation.
On Tuesday, June 2nd at 3:35 pm, I had the same experience. So I changed things up.
I started taking a different route just in case. I drove past the same driver on Parker Road (maybe 1 mile South of Arapahoe) at 3:41 p.m. yesterday.
Now, it could just be a doppelganger of my ex. I wouldn't know for sure unless I heard him speak.
That said,
My ex is seemingly being kind. He's telling me that he's too poor to follow court orders or help pay medical and insurance expenses on the kids so I'm on my own. He's also wanting to change up the visitation times but drops the issue when I talk about getting the changes he wants signed off my a judge to protect us both.
He's being kind yet unwilling to help with meeting the kids' needs. The bizarre thing about this is that when he lived here, he didn't care and was fairly emotionally abusive towards the kids. When he was evicted, he went silent for about two years (I only heard from him when he wanted me to drop the child support). Within the past six months, he's trying to appear to be the father of the year.
Yes, people change -but- I have to look at the motivation behind his behavior. If it is coupled with some of the other crap, we may have a problem.
*****
My house is under construction. All of the cameras have been removed. We've got new locks on all the doors. The door frames have been repaired and heavier doors put in place.
Last night, the children described something to me that I've lived so many times before.
As you read this story, remember that this has been going on in my life since January 1992. This has played out with numerous dogs and numerous residences (including this one).
This is, sadly, something that the kids have endured as well.
Around 0036, our new dog ran to the top of the stairs barking and growling. This dog has only barked twice in the 10 days we've had him. He has never barked at me (even when I've come in through the doors).
The children heard a door close. Then they heard keys entering the lock of the garage door leading into the house and think I'm home but the dog is now standing in front of the kids and growling loudly.
They call my workplace to see if I've left. I answer the phone.
At this point, they're terrified.
They called the police (which I feel bad about because I don't like wasting taxpayer money). The police confirm that the back door and garage doors were unlocked (they were locked when the contractors left).
In a phone conversation with me, the police officer asked if I own a Nissan.
I don't. Neither do any of my neighbors.
I think my ex owns a Nissan but a different color than the one the officer described to me.
I inspected our brand new locks. I found a couple of new scratches but they were no where near the barrel. I don't use those doors, so I can't say that the locks are stickier than they used to be.
In the past when this happened, there would be damage to the door frame and the locks would often break.
I didn't notice any damage to the door frames. There were a couple of items moved in the garage (a trash bucket and some paint) but nothing was missing.
*****
There is something else, too. The rising garage door doesn't work. It has a feature that when it is in use, a light will come on. If one were to press a button on a remote, the light will turn on.
(I must've lost the remotes somewhere because I can't find them).
I've noticed this light coming on intermittently throughout the day. The garage is filled with construction stuff so I'm not using it.
******
Finally, no one has repaired the electrical in the house yet. Eight years ago, the ceiling fan above my bed stopped working. You could hear power going into it but it never turned.
My ex told me in one of his rages that there was a spy camera in that ceiling fan recording me. I assume he thought I was having an affair.
Yesterday, I bumped into the switch and this fan started to spin.
Could be nothing...…could be a bored contractor fixed it.....or maybe the "camera" handler, if the camera even existed, got sick of looking at my fat arse and moved the tech to a more beautiful scene.
There was one day when no one was home. It was graduation day.
Someone could have entered the house then.
*******
I don't know.
Things are weird.
Documentation is a good thing.
Creepy men usually do creepier things to their succeeding victims. If I keel over, I want to prevent another woman from the same fate.
Since the justice system likes crimes they can profit from (e.g. parking tickets, unfairly issued tickets to people with dementia and so on), I don't trust them to help with this issue. Seriously....my ex is pretending to be poor. He can't afford to pay fines or tickets. He's manipulative and a good liar. He'd just drain the system.
I'll look for another brand of justice that isn't going to be illegal.
*****
That said, there are devices that prevent deadbolts from turning. I'm off to grab several now.
I don't think the stalking is over.
Sigh...
I miss my old biker neighbors who parked in front of the house without bitching about it and having people ticketed.
Man....can't believe the city had them evicted for having four cars and one extra person in their household (a disabled vet).
I remember the day they ran off a tall man with black hair who was trying to enter my home. They said it wasn't my ex.
My ex often had his relatives harass me on his behalf. The tall man with black hair made an appearance at one of my workplaces. His name is Doug. Doug lives close to me (in the condos just to the East of Quincy Reservoir on Quincy - across the street from the 7-11 and Big 5 Sporting Goods Store ). He's harassed my colleagues in their offices wanting my whereabouts. He's also been caught blocking my driveway so I cannot leave the property. He likes to grab me in public and call me Satan.
I don't know why he'd bother me now. He hasn't made an appearance (than I know of) since 2015.
sigh....
I'll take care of it. I won't use a gun or a weapon or try to use the authorities.
I'll just do what I'm reputed to do. Which is all honesty, could be nothing.
It's funny because assholes are stupid. Stupid people get themselves in binds that harm them. When that happens they blame the reputed witch.
See? I get credit for hurting people even if I don't do a damn thing.
******
All this bull shit can be circumvented by standing my ground.
And the Democrats want to take guns away from us.
It's a shame they don't understand WHY we need them.
A gun would give me a fighting chance if they made it into the house.
That is the other thing. I don't think they want to hurt the girls. I don't know what they want. I donated everything I had in this house from my ex to make room for the contractors -so- breaking in isn't going to net them anything.
Who knows? I never knew why they broke in all those times between 1992 and now.
Love ya,
S.
Edit (three hours later): The children mentioned the ruckus taking place at the back door. I didn't think to check the front door.
There are some deep scratches near the keyhole of the front door. The lock is brand new. I saw this the last time someone tried to break into the house. That time, the damage was coupled with damage to the door jamb.
The door jamb looks great.
Those contractors did a great job installing the locks if the person couldn't get into the house.
The timing is weird. Usually, they try to break in when no one is home. Only once have they broken in during the middle of the night. That was in August 1994.
All of the other incidents have been during daylight hours.
They've left harassing things for me in the middle of the night but.....breaking in? That's a departure from their usual behavior.
I wonder what has happened.
Usually, the stalking will pick up around birthdays (kiddo has a birthday in two days) or funerals. I'll check the obituaries.
Hugs,
S.
Friday, May 31 at 3:32 pm (at Orchard and Parker) I drove past a man who looked my ex in an RTD mini-bus. I thought I had to be mistaken because he doesn't work on Fridays. That was the day my ex missed visitation.
On Tuesday, June 2nd at 3:35 pm, I had the same experience. So I changed things up.
I started taking a different route just in case. I drove past the same driver on Parker Road (maybe 1 mile South of Arapahoe) at 3:41 p.m. yesterday.
Now, it could just be a doppelganger of my ex. I wouldn't know for sure unless I heard him speak.
That said,
My ex is seemingly being kind. He's telling me that he's too poor to follow court orders or help pay medical and insurance expenses on the kids so I'm on my own. He's also wanting to change up the visitation times but drops the issue when I talk about getting the changes he wants signed off my a judge to protect us both.
He's being kind yet unwilling to help with meeting the kids' needs. The bizarre thing about this is that when he lived here, he didn't care and was fairly emotionally abusive towards the kids. When he was evicted, he went silent for about two years (I only heard from him when he wanted me to drop the child support). Within the past six months, he's trying to appear to be the father of the year.
Yes, people change -but- I have to look at the motivation behind his behavior. If it is coupled with some of the other crap, we may have a problem.
*****
My house is under construction. All of the cameras have been removed. We've got new locks on all the doors. The door frames have been repaired and heavier doors put in place.
Last night, the children described something to me that I've lived so many times before.
As you read this story, remember that this has been going on in my life since January 1992. This has played out with numerous dogs and numerous residences (including this one).
This is, sadly, something that the kids have endured as well.
Around 0036, our new dog ran to the top of the stairs barking and growling. This dog has only barked twice in the 10 days we've had him. He has never barked at me (even when I've come in through the doors).
The children heard a door close. Then they heard keys entering the lock of the garage door leading into the house and think I'm home but the dog is now standing in front of the kids and growling loudly.
They call my workplace to see if I've left. I answer the phone.
At this point, they're terrified.
They called the police (which I feel bad about because I don't like wasting taxpayer money). The police confirm that the back door and garage doors were unlocked (they were locked when the contractors left).
In a phone conversation with me, the police officer asked if I own a Nissan.
I don't. Neither do any of my neighbors.
I think my ex owns a Nissan but a different color than the one the officer described to me.
I inspected our brand new locks. I found a couple of new scratches but they were no where near the barrel. I don't use those doors, so I can't say that the locks are stickier than they used to be.
In the past when this happened, there would be damage to the door frame and the locks would often break.
I didn't notice any damage to the door frames. There were a couple of items moved in the garage (a trash bucket and some paint) but nothing was missing.
*****
There is something else, too. The rising garage door doesn't work. It has a feature that when it is in use, a light will come on. If one were to press a button on a remote, the light will turn on.
(I must've lost the remotes somewhere because I can't find them).
I've noticed this light coming on intermittently throughout the day. The garage is filled with construction stuff so I'm not using it.
******
Finally, no one has repaired the electrical in the house yet. Eight years ago, the ceiling fan above my bed stopped working. You could hear power going into it but it never turned.
My ex told me in one of his rages that there was a spy camera in that ceiling fan recording me. I assume he thought I was having an affair.
Yesterday, I bumped into the switch and this fan started to spin.
Could be nothing...…could be a bored contractor fixed it.....or maybe the "camera" handler, if the camera even existed, got sick of looking at my fat arse and moved the tech to a more beautiful scene.
There was one day when no one was home. It was graduation day.
Someone could have entered the house then.
*******
I don't know.
Things are weird.
Documentation is a good thing.
Creepy men usually do creepier things to their succeeding victims. If I keel over, I want to prevent another woman from the same fate.
Since the justice system likes crimes they can profit from (e.g. parking tickets, unfairly issued tickets to people with dementia and so on), I don't trust them to help with this issue. Seriously....my ex is pretending to be poor. He can't afford to pay fines or tickets. He's manipulative and a good liar. He'd just drain the system.
I'll look for another brand of justice that isn't going to be illegal.
*****
That said, there are devices that prevent deadbolts from turning. I'm off to grab several now.
I don't think the stalking is over.
Sigh...
I miss my old biker neighbors who parked in front of the house without bitching about it and having people ticketed.
Man....can't believe the city had them evicted for having four cars and one extra person in their household (a disabled vet).
I remember the day they ran off a tall man with black hair who was trying to enter my home. They said it wasn't my ex.
My ex often had his relatives harass me on his behalf. The tall man with black hair made an appearance at one of my workplaces. His name is Doug. Doug lives close to me (in the condos just to the East of Quincy Reservoir on Quincy - across the street from the 7-11 and Big 5 Sporting Goods Store ). He's harassed my colleagues in their offices wanting my whereabouts. He's also been caught blocking my driveway so I cannot leave the property. He likes to grab me in public and call me Satan.
I don't know why he'd bother me now. He hasn't made an appearance (than I know of) since 2015.
sigh....
I'll take care of it. I won't use a gun or a weapon or try to use the authorities.
I'll just do what I'm reputed to do. Which is all honesty, could be nothing.
It's funny because assholes are stupid. Stupid people get themselves in binds that harm them. When that happens they blame the reputed witch.
See? I get credit for hurting people even if I don't do a damn thing.
******
All this bull shit can be circumvented by standing my ground.
And the Democrats want to take guns away from us.
It's a shame they don't understand WHY we need them.
A gun would give me a fighting chance if they made it into the house.
That is the other thing. I don't think they want to hurt the girls. I don't know what they want. I donated everything I had in this house from my ex to make room for the contractors -so- breaking in isn't going to net them anything.
Who knows? I never knew why they broke in all those times between 1992 and now.
Love ya,
S.
Edit (three hours later): The children mentioned the ruckus taking place at the back door. I didn't think to check the front door.
There are some deep scratches near the keyhole of the front door. The lock is brand new. I saw this the last time someone tried to break into the house. That time, the damage was coupled with damage to the door jamb.
The door jamb looks great.
Those contractors did a great job installing the locks if the person couldn't get into the house.
The timing is weird. Usually, they try to break in when no one is home. Only once have they broken in during the middle of the night. That was in August 1994.
All of the other incidents have been during daylight hours.
They've left harassing things for me in the middle of the night but.....breaking in? That's a departure from their usual behavior.
I wonder what has happened.
Usually, the stalking will pick up around birthdays (kiddo has a birthday in two days) or funerals. I'll check the obituaries.
Hugs,
S.