
What a jerk..

. drives by my house. backs up. looks at my house, stops, opens his little sliding door and gets the thing that ya sign. looks at the house again, gets back in his truck and backs up to the house down the road.

Then as Im typing this I hear him again. I hear the doorbell. He's Back!!!!!

I open the door, there is a box. woohoo!!! guess what it is. gillette sports bottle that I won from the instant.
wow!! this hobby is going to give me a heart attack one day. That's why I try NOT to think it's ever anything but my meds/books/prizes I'm expecting - what's really weird? I'll
completely forget I'm expecting a win, hear the doorbell, and suddenly KNOW it's that particular prize - weird, huh?

Try burning candles - black to absorb the negative energy from that driver, and green to attract wins - couldn't hurt, right?
