So at 9am this morning (Saturday is my do not disturb sleep day) I have a knock at the door. I open the door to two older woman smiling at me and asking if I needed to be saved. I listened for a minute to there speach as I noticed the lady standing behind the other looking at my yard, I have all my zombie flamingos and knomes and skullingos out. She motioned to the other lady. I relized they were off put, so I opened my door all the way so they could see the 6ft coffin with a half corpsed skelly sitting in my living room (hubby is finishing up the last of the electronics). Just on cue my daughter yells out from her room that she was watching The Walking Dead on Netfix. Needless to say, the usual 30 min conversation they try turned into, "Well you look busy, we will be going now". I wanted to shut the door as I laughed a sinster laugh, but instead I smiled nicely and said "I look forward to talking agian on your next trip into the neighborhood". I watched them as they came back to there cars after they walked the street, they crossed the street before recrossing to get to there vehicles. WooooHoooo I am now the crazy freak lady, and Im more then okay with that. Now I am just waiting for them to come try and cast the demons from the property.