Freaky Friday (I think I used this title before...oh well)

February has been a really strange month for my family. Exes that I thought I left in the past have been popping up for no apparent reason, and without any instigation on my part. First Melissa's dad popped up in town on Valentine's Day. (Which was really icky in case I forgot to mention it) Let me share another "ex" misshap? incident? non-incident? I'm not really sure.

Thursday night I went to bed at 8:30. I had worked the DSJ Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday nights. Needless to say I was VERY tired. Before I went to bed I cut off my cell phone and told the girls to make sure everything was turned off before they went to bed. Because I went to bed so early, I started waking up REALLY friggin' early. I woke up the first time to what I thought was someone knocking on my front door. This was about 5am. I shrugged it off and tried to go back to sleep. A couple of minutes later I heard the knocking again.

This time I got up to investigate. We have a half moon window built into the front door. This allowed me to see that the screen door was open, and someone was definitely knocking on my door.At.5.am. Even in my sort of groggy state, I had my wits about me. Who in the world would be knocking on my door at that time of the morning? Now, because I invest a great deal of time watching TruTV, I am extremely paranoid about kidnappers, rapists, and murderers. I watch shows like Forensic Files, Cold Case Files, oh and Snapped on Oxygen. If you watch those shows, you are probably afraid to leave home without pepper spray, mace, or at least a really big kitchen knife.

My obession dedication to these shows has really enlightened me about all the crazy, deranged people walking around with the rest of us. Anyway, I knew I was not just going to open the door. I peeked out the blinds and couldn't see a thing. I spent a few seconds pondering what to do then came up with a brilliant plan. I called out, "Who is it?" loudly. Mad skills people, that's how I roll. No answer. I looked out the half moon window again and I could see that the screen door was shut. Whoever it was, they were gone.

I thought it was weird, but I put it to the back of my mind as the rest of the day progressed. In the afternoon I stepped away from my desk to get a soda. When I came back, I had a voicemail from Keri's stepmother. I listened to her voicemail and got a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. Apparently Keri's dad had gotten wind that he was being set up for a drug raid. The stepmother said that the rumor was that he had taken off and was heading towards Tennesse or North Carolina. Tennessee. Where I live with my two kids. My ex is a meth addict. Do you guys know anything about meth? Well, I do. It makes you violent, crazy, and paranoid.

I know without a doubt that it was him knocking on my door yesterday morning. I don't know anyone else who would be stupid crazy enough to knock on my door at 5am and just leave. Obviously, it wasn't a family emergency or something of that nature. I believe in God and I believe that he was protecting me. That and my obsession with court TV shows. Who knows how things would have played out if I would have opened that door. He could have tried rob us, or when I let him know that he is not welcome in my home, he could have become violent.I am so thankful that it really ended up being a "non" event. Poor Keri would have been traumatized. Or hurt. Or worse.

What is the deal? I am trying so hard to live my life peacefully and without contact with either one of my exes. Do I have a big sign on my forehead that reads, "If you are a desperate ex, feel free to contact me and get something from me anytime you want". It must also read, "If you are a drug addict feel free to take refuge in my home, you will always be welcome here. Even you are paranoid, violent, and/or crazy".

I mean really, I have NOTHING to do with these people. Keri's dad was in the picture until the drugs got a hold of him. Since then I tried to cut him out of her life. Her safety comes first. I am seriously considering installing a security system. Every time I heard a noise last night I was jumping. He has probably left the state by now. I hope. Lord I hope.