At four in the morning our house alarm went off. The kids slept through it and my husband almost did but I got up and searched the premises and concluded a curtain caught in a window was the most likely culprit. The alarm company confirmed it was that particular window causing the grief so that's it, right? Except...In my mind that was just a red herring. You see, the murderer entered the house and slipped a corner of the drapes through the window as he closed it to make it look like that was the problem.
I went back to sleep and got up a couple hours later at my usual time.
I brushed my teeth and then my hair. Rinsed off the toothbrush but hesitated before cleaning out the hair brush... In my mind those loose hairs would be needed for DNA testing. I went downstairs and headed for the coffee. The coffee maker had been set on a timer and had brewed my coffee in advance an hour earlier. It was sitting there waiting for me. And as I poured it...
I wondered if I'd be able to detect the crushed pills slipped into my coffee. The meds would be just enough meds to make me groggy and unable to fight off an attacker...maybe even unsure about posting my blog this morning.How about you? Any rambling murder plots running through your morning?
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LOL! I have to confess my brain hasn't gone quite that overboard in a long time, as far as I can recall. I'm glad you were still with us this morning and could blog about it. *g*
No murderous thoughts this morning, but sometimes I come up with solutions for my survival if something does happen.
Tori, I'm not out of the woods yet. I had a "hang up" phone call so you just _know_ he's waiting for me to be alone before he strikes!
Dru, I think you owe it to the rest of us to share your solutions for survival...just in case.
I wish my mind did get that gloriously sidetracked so as to stop me thinking of eating bad things...!
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