Totally random: Am I being neurotic?

[a la izquierda]

So, the other day I get home from campus, and someone had hung a grey girl's sweatshirt on my mailbox. I checked the pockets, and there was nothing in them. I thought maybe my neighbor was cleaning out her closet and left it for me. I took it inside and washed it, hanging it on my door. I haven't seen my neighbor at all this week to ask her about it.
Today, I come home from my office, and there is a pair of leather garden gloves on my porch. My husband thought they were mine. I've never seen them before in my life. About an hour after I got back, this new neighbor rang our doorbell and my husband answered. He told DH that his friend knows me, having met me at the bar the other night. Apparently, I was with my sister (impossible, both sisters live in other states). My husband had no idea what the hell he was talking about, and I'm totally confounded.
I'm more than a bit freaked out. I feel like this guy is watching me. He doesn't even know my name (at least, I haven't told him my name).

So, am I being neurotic?

[chrisa]

1. Nobody ever went wrong

being too careful.

[a la izquierda]

2. Thanks...

I've been suspicious of this guy since he moved in. Secretly, I think he's dealing.