Any longtime readers of my journals know what kind of narcissistic piece of work my sister is. Well, earlier this week she showed up out of the blue and started crashing at our grandparents' house down the road. Having her back in the area sent my stress through the roof. And I could hardly do anything comic related.

Officially, my sister was here looking for her birth certificate and social security number card, which she believed was somewhere amongst the assload of junk she left in storage here. She's got junk in my house, and junk at both my grandparents' houses. She needs that stuff to get a job at a truck stop near where my grandparents' second home is. Well, she spent like four or five days crashing over there, and I was extremely paranoid she'd show up to dig through her junk she left in my house. Thankfully that didn't happen. But it drove me nuts thinking it would.

On top of that, my sister brought her best friend along, who is now living with her at our grandparents' second home 8 hours away. This best friend of her actually marched right onto our property, and went knocking on my parents' front door. They did not answer the door. Then this woman went walking right over to my camper, where my eldest nephew currently lives, and knocked on that. But thankfully he was not home. I caught her in the act just as she was leaving. She looked like absolute shit. Here were some kind of strange marks all over her face. That's what drugs will do to a person. But I basically told her my nephew wasn't here, and to leave. She did not fight me about it, thankfully.

Then we found out more shit. My sister and her friend were sleeping in my grandparents' master bedroom. YUCK! They were caught because my aunt spotted them from the window. My grandparents were notified, and told my sister to get the hell out of their room. We also found out my sister was bringing some unknown man over. Which the whole family was pissed about. Back when she was living on our property, she was bringing unknown people over all the time. She has no respect for other peoples' property she's crashing at.

Then my sister went and lost her dog. Took her two days to find and get him back. She was outside calling around the area trying to find him all day. My mother even suggested that maybe I should help. I said "HELL NO!". If I somehow found the dog by chance, I'd return him. But I wasn't gonna go look for him. Not after everything my sister put me through.

Then the other night I heard an engine pull down the family property at 3:00 am. So I put on all dark clothes and took a knife with me to investigate. Several members of my family live really close together. So we call it the family property, even though it's three properties next to each other. Makes about 100 acres total. Anyway, I went out to investigate, and since I know the property so well, I could navigate without a flashlight, so I wasn't seen. It turned out to be my sister's friend's SUV. But, why were they driving around at 3:00 am. They didn't exactly have a lot of business here since they've both burned a lot of bridges. So my first thought was they went out to buy drugs. Which I think is more than likely.

While trying to get closer to the house to investigate, my sister suddenly came out of the house, and the motion lights in front of the garage lit right up. So I carefully and quietly backed away till she was back inside and the lights went out. Then I quietly moved over to another area from the field to approach the house from the other side. My sister's friend suddenly came out, and I dove behind a tree stump. I watched as she took her phone light and spent around five minutes rooting through her car for something. Again, my first thought as drugs. They are addicts. After she went back in and the motion lights shut off, I spent some time watching the master bedroom window because the light was on. But they didn't seem to go in there. And after a while, the light shut off. But the basement lights were on. The house is built into a hill, so one half of the basement is outside with a sliding glass door and several windows. I slowly approached and watched. I saw my sister's friend repeatedly walking around the basement, and both of them were talking. But I couldn't make out a word they said. And while sneaking by, I was nearly spotted. I ducked and moved quick just as my sister's friend walked by the window. She did not see me. But I felt like I was sneaking around in a video game, and just waiting for that exclamation sound from Metal Gear solid. I waited in another area, tried to listen for a while, couldn't make out a word, and left. That was my recon for the night.

Yesterday, my sister finally left. But for some reason ,they did not have enough money for gas to make it back. Gee, I wonder how that happened? Could it be because they bought drugs? Probably. Our grandparents had to wire my sister money, just to make her go back. I went to investigate the house after they left. And they left the garage door opened. And when I checked the guest room upstairs, there was garbage all over the place, and pee pads with fresh poop and pee on them all over the floor. I snapped pictures of anything suspicious I could find, and sent them as evidence to my mother. I checked the entire house, but it seems the guest room was the only mess they left, and there was nothing missing from the house, as far as I can tell. My mother and aunt are going to do a deeper check later.

I found fresh bags of trash outside the house. My sister cleaned up her other trash, but not after her dog. She always does this! She wont clean up her dog's poop or pee unless she absolutely has too. That's one of the reasons she had to give her other three dogs away. She stayed over with her ex boyfriend's sister for two nights, and her dogs pissed and shat all over pads on the floor, and my sister didn't touch them. I had to clean them up!

But for now, my sister is gone. And I can finally strt to let out all the stress she left me with, AGAIN!