It’s still slow here and since I’ll be gone this weekend, I’ll leave you all with an extra post to help get you through the weekend.<\/p>\n
I’m the world’s biggest snoop. If I every tire of my current career, I’m going to become a private investigator because I just love spying on people. I’m not sure where I developed this habit but I just can’t stop myself.<\/p>\n
I love walking Artie right now. It’s cold out but not rainy yet and beginning to get dark earlier. If I take him out around 8pm, I find most people have their lights on and curtains open. It’s dark enough outside that I have a nicely lit stage to peer into as I stroll by. And I simply love doing it. I like to see what people are doing, how they decorate their house, what’s on their wall. And then I try to figure out what type of people they are. It fascinates me and I can spend well over an hour strolling around with my dog playing peeping tom.<\/p>\n
The same holds true with my friends. Never, never, never, leave me alone in your house. I’m simply too dangerous. Forgot your jacket? I’m more than willing to pop by your house and pick it up. Of course, I’ll have to rifle through your refrigerator while I’m there. Need someone to water your plants while you’re out of town? I’m your gal so long as you don’t mind me snooping through your medicine cabinet. I’ve actually developed a quick snoop technique that’s quite amazing. I can rifle through a pile of papers in the time it takes you to pop into the kitchen and refill my glass.<\/p>\n
Normally, my labors are all for naught as most of my friends are normal people with normal lives but I always maintain the hope of some day hitting the jack pot and finding strange photos or old love journals stashed away somewhere. I think I may plant notes around my own house just in case I have a guest with my own fetish.<\/p>\n
Actually, now that I think about it, I remember playing this game with my sister. We’d leave a trail of cryptic notes throughout the house. You’d start with note 1 that would say something like “Now you’ve started the game and the trail isn’t to hot but you can pick up your next clue if you look in the pot.” Then you’d go into the kitchen and look through all the pots until you found the next clue. We loved this game. It would take one person a good hour or so to come up with all the riddles and hiding placed but we’d amuse ourselves for hours.<\/p>\n
Man, don’t even get me started on all the crazy games we played as kids. I think I’d be a much more normal person if I was allowed to watch more TV. Maybe then I wouldn’t have to work so hard trying to suppress my desire to steam open the mail that is mis-delivered to my house. At lease I have my dog to help purge my system but someday I’ll be McLaughlin, P.I. You just wait and see. (Obviously, I have read one too many Janet Evanovich novels and need professional help.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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