I feel as if I'm being watched.
I can't put my finger on it, but I have an increasing uneasy feeling right in the pit of my gut, and it's making me nervous. Very nervous.
I wish my husband was here, but he's in Japan on a business trip (something about his company; the boss sent some of the employees to Japan, including my husband); he won't be back for another week. The kids are with their grandmother, and they went to Branson, Missouri, for a week, so it's just me and the two kitties at home.
I made sure everything was locked, and so far, so good. If that is the case, then I can't explain why I have this niggling feeling. I may have to call the police in a while if this strange feeling doesn't go away soon ... I hate being left alone like this; one never knows what will happen.
You hear stuff like this all the time on the news. Intruders being in people's houses before they move in to rob 'em blind or (God forbid!) injure, rape, or even kill them. It seems that nothing is sacred anymore ...
Say some prayers for me. I don't want to become a victim or another statistic of the city's growing crime rate! I hate feeling like this!!
~To be continued.~