So, my past few days have been rather stressful. I've been thinking about it for about the last week or so, but I have to move. I decided after what happened yesterday that I need to get out of that building. I got some new neighbors in my apartment building and I complained ONCE about their noise level and now am getting harrassed.
I had a package stolen from my front door (which the mailman shouldn't have left there) and the contents strewn all over the street 2 blocks away from my house. I have to change all my account numbers and cancel all my credit cards now. I hate teenagers.
I filed a police report because it's a federal offense to mess with someone's mail, but I can't pin this on the neighbors, so no one's getting in trouble for it.
I feel so helpless. Actually, I joke around with friends that "I feel violated", but I really do feel like my privacy was violated. I'm starting to look for a new place immediately, hopefully one where I can get a dog. I can't have them in my apartment as of now, so a new place would be nice.
My life was just starting to be great. I had a routine going, and now I have to concentrate on something else completely. I had given up (for a little while) on finding a man (which apparently causes all the "freaky freaky's to come out of the woodwork).
I'm throwing a bridal shower for a friend of mine tomorrow, and I can't concentrate on anything concerning that. Oh well. Just another "to do" to add to the "to do list".
I'm leaving town for the weekend for the bridal shower and am afraid to leave my apartment for 2 whole days. Lord knows what those stupid kids will do to it.
I better go. I have to get ready so I can get to the bank as soon as they open.

Oh yeah, I'm down 56 pounds now!