The Life Of An Excibitionist...

Anyone that knows me knows what a freak I am about my privacy so when I found out that this fabulous huge home that my parents were building wouldn't have any kind of window coverings for the first little while I was a little uneasy. I mean they designed this house with the view in mind so the put huge windows in the front of the house to maximise the lookout. It only took a few days living here before I adjusted to the concept that if you don't see them then they probably aren't there, sounds good...right???? As long as Pervy McPerverson steered clear of the Cedar Hills area I was okay and there's not much to look at in here as it is. I was surprised at how comfortable I was becoming, or how much denial I was in until a few days ago I come walking out of the bathroom, just out of the shower and in my robe, heading to the kitchen when I pass the 3 huge windows in the family room only to find around 10 men standing just outside the windows pointing at the brick work. I had to do a double take because there is no way that my luck is that bad. Yep, count them 10 men all facing the windows as I walk by in my robe that barely covers all that it needs to ...what the @#$*! I give a little head nod , yeah this is normal, and almost trip over my feet trying to make to the bedrooms. DUDE!!!! To make matters worse later that day I'm changing clothes in my room and catch some movement from the corner of my eye. I look up just in time to see a measuring tape retracting and a guy getting up off the ground. It seems that he had to measure the window wells for the window grates my parents were getting. I think maybe I'll put a tip jar out front, cause hey, I might as well earn a buck or two for my efforts.