I came home early and someone was measuring my front porch.I arrived home around 2:30 PM, earlier than usual, and was surprised to find a man with a tape measure on my front porch. The sun was beating down, casting sharp shadows across the steps. I paused, trying to assess the situation. He was jotting something down on a clipboard without acknowledging my presence. Confused, I approached him, asking, "Can I help you with something?" He looked up, startled, and mumbled an apology, saying he thought it was the right house for some survey. No official ID, just a generic…