mrquad1980

there in case I lose my keys or someone in the family needs to get in because of an emergency. A couple of months ago everything came to a head when I came off my shift; my bed was made slightly different. I put the pillows in a special order, and they were out of order. I felt like the Three Bears in Goldielocks and the Three Bears. "What the fuck, someone’s been sleeping in my bed." I wasn’t pissed really; I just wanted to solve the mystery. So that afternoon, I bought a stealth security camera. It was small, battery-operated, and motion-activated. I left for my shift, feeling very satisfied, knowing I was about to solve the mystery. That feeling was short-lived because when I got home, I discovered I hadn’t been careful about