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Vertigo

Today I am thankful for my labradoodle. 

As I'm spinning around, I'm going to make this short and sweet. 

It'll be incredibly boring to read.

Saturday morning (07/13) around 2:30am, the little doggo ran out of my room, down the stairs, and into the dining area barking and growling.

It took me several minutes to get down the stairs due to my having vertigo (that spinnery, creepy sensation of riding vomit inducing rides with the convenience of not having to visit the amusement park).

When I finally made it downstairs, I couldn't see anyone outside of the house.  It took me about ten minutes to make it down the stairs.

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The next morning, I noticed that someone had put a dent on the bottom third in my brand new back door (I may take a picture and post it).  There was also a shoe print on the back door.

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I checked my Facebook account and learned that someone using my identity had tried to friend a relative.

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If I can stop spinning enough to see what I type, I'll come back to fix up the post.

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I'm supposed to visit the ER because a nurse (on the nurse advise line) is concerned I'm having a stroke.

It's just vertigo.

It'll pass soon.

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If only I could climb the ladder to retrieve the SD card in my make-shift security camera.....

I had to find a temporary means of surveillance until the house repairs are over and the security system can be re-installed.

Sigh....

Bullies suck.  I'll bet this has to do with a wedding anniversary (07/13), an upcoming court hearing and someone just being downright nosey.

I still haven't lit any black candles (yes, I'm proud of that).

Love ya,

S.

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