Well I woke up this morning to the sound of cars leaving and my children laughing hysterical to the Smurfs.... Apon checking on them once and going to the bathroom I found that my socks were missing form their laundry bag. I only have three pair at the moment, who need socks in june, july and august anyway right? I went looking for them, checked on my girls once more, and found them stuffed in my panty bag. (we're staying with my husbands grandparents while awaiting a septic tank) Toes cut out of them and the crotch cut out of half my panties.... I went into panic mode and looked at my bras. Being a 36D I prefer to purchase bras that will last and pay the price for it too... (my little indulgence) They were fine, But I'm horrified at my socks and panties. I don't know who's responsible for this and if I go about pointing fingers or punishing my children for it, it's the pound for me. I suspect my mother in law, (who's been here on account she can't keep up her bills) She's already poured a can of Coke in my laundry threw away what clothing I had in the dryer and folded up Stephen's and the girls' clothing placing them on-top of the dryer. I don't know what was put in the trash with them but my shorts are permanently stained. She gave her dog's MY quilt to sleep on, This quilt was a wedding present from my grandmother, Her mother quilted it before my great papaw died. So it's quit special to me. I'm going out of my mind..... What more could happen? The girls and I may leave and find some other quarters for awhile. I don't know what else to do....

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