Two hours later the banging on my door started again. This time louder and with more intensity, lasting well over 5 minutes. Finally, when I realized this time they weren't going to stop, I got up and went to the restroom, put on my sweats, all while this intense banging on my door continued.
What if it is the policemen and something bad has happened to a family member? Is my neighbor's house on fire? (A million things can run through your mind at a time such as this).
Finally, I opened the door just a crack. Standing there was my neighbor, Sandy, from across the street.
“Can I get some milk for my cereal?”
(Sigh)
Who would stand in the bitter cold for 15 minutes, banging on someone's door VERY early in the morning for a cup of milk for their cereal?
Sandy.
Sometimes it makes me crazy.
BEAUTIFUL WORDS 
Poor you Joy! That’s awful. Some people have no boundaries. Love the last picture. 🙂
I like that picture too. I found it on Pinterest. (I forgot to give Pinterest credit for the photos).
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Probably not to worry too much, you could edit and add it if you wanted. I love Pinterest, in fact a post about pinterest would be fun.
I love Pinterest too and has so many wonderful pictures!
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I waste many happy hours browsing on there!
I have too! Lately though, WordPress has more of my attention than Pinterest.
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It really goes to show how seriously people take their cereal. I for one, am only serious about cocoa puffs and frosted flakes. I do hope her cereal was worth standing outside for milk.
Great story, but I agree that the pictures make it even better!
Thank you! Glad you liked the pictures. 😀
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