Four-wheeler and an Angry Woman
|Our small and simple peaceful home is precious to me!|
Um, no. That is not okay.
They left very quickly, it was pretty obvious they knew they were not supposed to be there. I was steaming.
My chickens! My peace and quiet! My geese! I will call the police if it happens again. I will!
|Our home is our animal haven.|
It was past midnight. I realized I was acting maybe just a little crazy. After all, as far as I knew the punk kid only did it once. HOPEFULLY that would be it...
Sometimes I blow things really far out of proportion. I think it is called making a mountain out of a mole hill. Well, just so you know, I am pretty much a wild mountain-making factory. I tend to do this with well, let's be honest, pretty much everything in life. Everything is a big deal to me! Do you ever feel this way? I hope I am not alone. I look at problems with a microscope. Ha!
Oh, also. It is Thursday and no sign anywhere of the punk ATV kid. (Haha, that is such an assumption.) Also, to my delight, our next door ranch neighbors (the only people we share our drive with) posted some bright NO TRESPASSING signs down near the entrance to our driveway. So that should take care of that! (I hope.)
Just breathe. Haha!