Sunday, November 13, 2011

I haven't posted lately, because of time constraints, fatigue, worry, and depression.
The burglary of our home has me totally distracted with worry and depression, and I'm totally frustrated with the Sheriff's Office in Grainger County.
They have not only failed to let me know what's happening, I've called them and been given false information over the phone from them.
I'm anticipating that there might be some kind of lawsuit before all this mess is over.
The criminals were caught quite by accident in a routine traffic stop in the first place.
Now, I've learned that they're using illegal cell phones to call all over the county to try to get someone to come and bail them out.
I suggested to the Sheriff's Department that they might walk some of the prisoners past the metal detectors that all the public has to walk through to get into the court room.  That's not going to happen.
I'm still so sick with this respiratory infection that I can hardly make myself understood over the phone, and I don't have the time or energy to go do the job of prosecuting criminal activity.
I am not going to just let this go away, though.
I am going to pursue these criminals as long as I have a breath left.
I've not got much done at the house at Creekside or here, either.  I feel terrible all the time, and it's really hard to breathe.  I've been in bed all day today, and my legs still hurt terribly.
Stucco put in the huge, lovely window for the stairwell this week, and it's truely dramatic.  He didn't insulate around it properly, though, so I had to pull it all out and start it over.
I limped home last night.
I'd better mention Barbara.  She told me how to contact the Attorney General's office to talk to them about this fiasco.
But she's still ugly, she smells bad, and her momma dresses her funny.