So in a cruddy coincidence that would only happen to me, a few months before I got married, my parents found out my dads job was going to transfer him to a different branch of the company he works at about 3 hours from here in the North Georgia mountains..and he was going to start the week after the wedding. Somehow they managed to help tremendously with the wedding and still get moved up there just fine. I miss them tons, and we visit each other when we can..though, it seems like in these winter months isn't much due to every plan getting foiled by all the snow and ice going on there. They are supposed to come down this weekend and yet more snow is predicted Friday so we'll see.
Last night I was sitting here by myself (Robbie doesn't usually get home from work until about midnight), actually fooling with my layout on here when I heard all these crazy banging noises outside. I usually blame it on the cats outside but as the minutes passed I kept thinking I heard more strange noises. It didn't help that both Heidi (our Dachshund/Chihuahua mix), and Lenore (our Siamese cat) jumped onto the back of the couch to stare at the front door. Nor did it help that the wind was making things look more creepy in the dark. After turning on the porch light and trying to see into the darkness without actually stepping outside, I decided it was a great time to call my mom for a chat to distract me until I knew Robbie was on his way home from work, earlier than usual thank goodness. I don't know what came over me but with no one in the house except high strung animals animals to react to things its hard to calm myself about things that go bump in the night haha.
Am I the only one that has this problem? I wish there were some other house wives in the neighborhood! Housewife crime watch!
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