Boy oh boy, do I ever have a story for you.
There's this kinda odd character who has been involved with both of the tiny Jewish religious organizations in my community for about three or four years.  He reads as knowlegable, devout, and quite possibly ASD or neurodiverse in some other way.
When I started attending services at both organizations almost weekly after my husband died in Feb, I started crossing paths with X quite a lot more often than in the past.  Which didn't seem like a big deal.  And then my oldest started refusing to attend services.  Said going there was "scary."  Found other safe things for him to do and carried on, under the principle that kids notice what their parents are passionate about and dedicated to but that forcing kids eventually backfires in every possible way.  Then my girls started refusing to attend as well.  Made arrangements for all kids, and carried on.  Then we had an incident at our public library involving a grown man who approached an 8 year old child and asked if he could tickle the child (he was not the child's parent).  Tickler was arrested.  As any parent would, I sat down and had a "let's remember how we deal with uncomfortable situations" conversation with each of my kids.
And they all started talking about X, independently of each other.  That he watches them in weird ways.  That he's "scary" to talk to (I have heard many of the interactions the kids mentioned - what they call scary is "he talks to us like he thinks he's part of our family").  My son said "I'm not sure that X knows that when I talk about zombies, it's just a game I'm playing.  I think he thinks he really does see zombies."
Concerned parent of three vulnerable children did what any sensible parent would do under these circumstances:  I brought my concerns to the board of directors (the org doesn't have a rabbi).  In the past week, I've been so completely brushed off by the board that all the value I personally get out of the organizations Shabbat services is not worth trying to mend fences.  Yesterday was my last service there.  Next week, I start commuting to Next City North, to a well established chabad synagogue.  Which I don't want to do.  Chabad is pretty much the opposite of the egaletarian congregation I'm participating in now.  But Chabad is also the best of the limited choices within reasonable driving range.
I know that at some point in the next month, the board is going to miraculously find the will to deal with their X problem - because they want me.  They want my kids in their service, they want my voice, they want my knowledge, and my willingness to help lead services.  But I don't think they'll be able to do enough.  They don't want to protect my kids and that's a problem.

We’re making progress on the pupper adoption front. After much persuasion (including the financial kind) the rescue has agreed to do our home visit on Thursday and if we pass that, hold her until we’re back from our trip. The key is that between now and Thursday someone doesn’t put in for her, pass their reference check, and have a successful home visit. I know things will work out the way they should, but damn if we aren’t attached to this little girl already. 

Need DIY help.
Can someone help me get into my shed without calling the management firm or a locksmith, please?
Have a shed with a lock on doorknob and deadbolt.  Same key fits both locks.  Turns just fine in doorknob and can feel it lock/unlock so non-issue.
Deadbolt:  first key just went in and didn’t turn.  After some WD-40 and lifting the door a little key now turns but not all the way.  Once we get in will be fine as just won’t use deadbolt - but have no idea how to make it turn.  Are there tricks I don’t know about?
off to google, just thought someone might have some tips.

#DateYourChildren has to be one of the worst hashtags I've encountered in the fundie/fundielite/conservative christian social media world

Life got super crazy but i'm BACK! hi guys!