Rising Up From The Ashes

It is starting to look like I have a new stalker.

Couple times earlier this week I came home to find a couple things in my house moved from where they should be.
Strange 'cause I live alone and no one has keys to my place.
Thought somehow the evil bratty kids were doing it.

When I got home from work tonight I noticed the trash can lid askew and a ball of foil on the floor next to it.
Definitely thought that was the work of the monster kitties.
When I went to fix it though, the lid wouldn't go on all the way. I took it off to investigate and there was a large Styrofoam container in the the way.

Not mine.

I popped it open and found scrambled eggs, a big stack of pancakes (blech!) with a couple bites missing and several slices of bacon (I have never thrown bacon away in my life!!!)

Strange. Very, very strange.

Can't figure out how anyone got in. My locks are new as of a couple months ago and I double checked to make sure no windows or doors were broken. Can't find anything else messed with right now but you better know I have been looking at everything.

I find that now I am kinda jumpy. Every noise, every car door has me peeking outside.
Great.
Like I haven't already been distracted enough lately.