My door says knock and come in. Nobody can read, I guess. I got back in bed at 2 PM and at least 3 people knocked, yet didn’t open the door. I screamed as loud as I could…to no avail. It’s a HUGE sign on my door.
I had mind and body altering chills for about 3 hours. I got up after the police left. They came with Rhett and his mother to get Rhett’s stuff. After all that work, the mother took virtually nothing….and messed up the pile. Rude to the end. At first the cop said I had to keep the leftovers indefinitely, then he said it can all go in the dumpster ASAP. But how???? Sigh….
The message left by KCI sounds like he called from outside my door. I guess he cannot read, either. IDIOTS!!!!!!! I need the canisters.
The biggest bummer is my cellphone. Even though it’s plugged in when I fall asleep, it’s dead when I wake up. I guess it’s the charging cord. It constantly makes the phone turn off and on. I have to physically hold the cord to make it charge. Wal-mart is a long way away with no transportation.
I don’t even want to know what else is going to go wrong 😦
I feel sooooo sick……