This is my life.

I come home around midnight after being out a few hours… and in between my storm door and the actual front door sat a plate full of food, wrapped in cellophane. And this was not just a plate of food, no no. It was an entire Thanksgiving dinner. On my doorstep. No note… no nothing. Just like that.

Is that the most bizarre thing you’ve ever heard of?!

Maybe I should sell it on eBay… ‘cuz I sure as hell ain’t eating it.

*sigh* This is my life.

*** update: It was a kind gesture from my neighbor. ***