We’ve now been in our new home for a few weeks and nothing has really gone on. At least not that we’ve noticed. Until yesterday when we had another incident with the fridge. My bread was in it. Just like how the beer was out of it that one time, our bread was in it when I went to make a sandwich. I thought my dad had done it, but today he told me he had not and that he hates cold bread. Neither my wife or I had done it because we don’t like cold bread either. I believe Mae is messing with us.
Just like I believe she locked me out of the house earlier today. Jen and I came home with our laundry done (we now have to use a laundromat) and we were making multiple trips from the car to the house. On my second trip with a handful of laundry, I couldn’t open the door because the deadbolt was locked. I went to get the keys but my dad was coming outside and let me in. He was shocked to have to unlock it and claimed he hadn’t locked it. He was the only person to use the door after I had come outside. We don’t use that lock except at night anyway.
One thing’s for sure. With these last few things that have happened, I’m the one being focused on. I can’t wait to see what else goes down!