Have you ever had those moments in life where you can't decide what to do with yourself, because there are too many options? That's how I feel right now. There are so many things I want to do, so many things that I would love to learn to do, and so many other things that I would like to be able to say that I've done.
I have typically been the kind of person who would rather stand back and watch, then be in the spotlight, except when it came to dancing of course, but I have recently decided that I would like my turn to experience life, and find the freedom in pursuing a few of my dreams. I have so many!
The only problem with this way of thinking, is my timing. I just became a Mother less than a year ago, and my husband just went back to school. Time and money are not exactly things I have in abundance right now. But, I am still trying to pursue one or two of my passions. For instance, I have discovered that I have a love of writing. I enjoy putting pen on paper, or in this case letters on a computer screen, in a way that is witty and enjoyable to all who read those words. In light of this new found love of writing, I have started to write a children's book. I hope to publish it one day, and be able to say, "hey! I wrote that!"
I am still trying to decide which other passions to pursue, but am working at the ones I can do with my son in tow, and in the comfort of my own home.
Sunday, October 28, 2012
The Fence
Well, we finally did it. We put up a fence just over a month ago. We pulled together some help, from the Elder's Quorum in our ward, and got it mostly done in five hours. You would think that would be the end of our trespassing problems, but no. It wasn't.
We have had two different teenage boys, either break, or try to climb over our fence. I have caught them seperately twice, and Vince has caught them seperately twice as well. Well one night, I had had enough! We had just gotten home from running a few errands, and getting dinner, when we saw a teenage boy walking along the neighbors property like he had just hopped our fence. Vince and I start talking to him, and find out his name is William, and that he doesn't come through our yard too often (supposedly...). We told him to find another way around and he went on his way. We went inside the house and I pulled out my phone and called the police. I gave them a very good description, and they came out to our house. All they said was that we need to get a picture of the kid, otherwise there isn't much they can do.
The next morning, Vince heard noises in the backyard. We've both been quite jumpy since this whole thing started, as you can imagine. Come to find out, it was the same kid, William, poking his head over our fence. He had the nerve to ask if he could cut through our property just this once. Vince told him that if he did, he would take a picture of him, and send it to the police. William reluctantly got down off our fence and went a different way.
The good news is, we haven't seen either of the kids who were using our yard as a short-cut since. I hope they stay away! If they don't, I have a camera stashed next to the sliding glass door, and I will not hesitate to use it...
We have had two different teenage boys, either break, or try to climb over our fence. I have caught them seperately twice, and Vince has caught them seperately twice as well. Well one night, I had had enough! We had just gotten home from running a few errands, and getting dinner, when we saw a teenage boy walking along the neighbors property like he had just hopped our fence. Vince and I start talking to him, and find out his name is William, and that he doesn't come through our yard too often (supposedly...). We told him to find another way around and he went on his way. We went inside the house and I pulled out my phone and called the police. I gave them a very good description, and they came out to our house. All they said was that we need to get a picture of the kid, otherwise there isn't much they can do.
The next morning, Vince heard noises in the backyard. We've both been quite jumpy since this whole thing started, as you can imagine. Come to find out, it was the same kid, William, poking his head over our fence. He had the nerve to ask if he could cut through our property just this once. Vince told him that if he did, he would take a picture of him, and send it to the police. William reluctantly got down off our fence and went a different way.
The good news is, we haven't seen either of the kids who were using our yard as a short-cut since. I hope they stay away! If they don't, I have a camera stashed next to the sliding glass door, and I will not hesitate to use it...
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