Thursday, September 27, 2012

a rather lengthy story about what I'm thankful for today

( Alternately titled: I believe it's safe to say my imagination is alive and kicking.)

Our typical morning routine goes something like this:

At 5:15 the worlds most annoying alarm goes off and Christopher moans and groans happily hops out of bed. At 5:22 he comes back to the room to say goodbye and I mumble something like I hope he has a good day, doesn’t forget to eat lunch, and as always, SEMPER FI! Except I never say that because we aren’t Marines, but I really can’t be held responsible for what I say before 6am. I normally go to sleep for a while longer before beginning my day.

This morning started off in the usual way. Alarm went off, he said goodbye and left, locking the door behind him. Just as I was drifting off to sleep, the house started creaking and making all sorts of disturbing noises and my brain decided to tell me that someone else was in our house. Always a comforting thought. I got up, turned the bathroom light on, and locked the second deadbolt on the door. Just as I was lying back down, that unfriendly portion of my brain said to me, “You know, if you’re not the only one in the house, you probably did yourself a disfavor by turning the second lock. That just means you’ll have TWO locks to undo as you run for your life.” I just love my brain in the wee morning hours. I certainly wasn’t going to unlock the door because that would basically be hanging a Welcome to our house! The door is wide open so why don’t you just waltz on in a make yourself comfortable sign on the door. So, I reached under the bed and pulled out my secret weapon reserved for such a time as this. 
I’ve never had to use it but I like to be prepared.

Just as I was falling asleep again, the neighbors upstairs started making noise. They never make any noise before 6:20 and the sudden rush of water and shutting of doors did nothing to comfort me. They really should alert me if they plan on rising earlier than usual. AND THEN I heard two male voices outside the door and the jingling of keys. I was so scared and thought this really was the end. Not only was someone in my house, someone on the outside was trying to get in By now I was hurriedly a) formulating my plan of attach b) figuring out my escape escape c) wondering how to use the pepper spray in the drawer. A few minutes later I heard keys in the door and a whole lot of banging. I got out of bed and tiptoed halfway to the door before remembering I needed my glasses if I intended to have a good idea of what this person looked like. After all, the police would probably appreciate a good description. I looked through the peephole and saw……..Christopher.

The ONE day I start having a panic attack about someone being in or breaking into my house is the ONE day he comes home after PT. I swear I aged 15 years before 6:30am.

Long story short- I am thankful for three things this Thursday:
My bat
My glasses (I would have hated to hit my husband with a bat as he entered his own house.)
That no one was in or trying to break into my house

Linking up with Lisa for Thankful Thursday!

7 comments:

Jen said...

That is scary!!!! :/ I get horrible anxiety when Kyle isn't home.

Jenn said...

I am FOREVER envisioning people in my house when I'm home alone and/or when it's dark. The brain is against me! Ah!

Jamie said...

Scary. Being home alone is scary!

Terri Lynn Grothe said...

so glad ur ok. i hate when i hear things like that too and never know what it is.

Laura Darling said...

Wait wait wait. Christopher's alarm goes off at 5:15 and he is out the door at 5:22??????? That's gotta set some serious record for time between awakening and leaving. I am very impressed.

Also, this whole story made me laugh. I bet Christopher is also thankful for your glasses this Thursday!

Lisa said...

Oh my word, I am the same way when my hubby isn't home. You hear the strangest noises that you don't even pay attention to when he is there. Glad you are ok! But it would have been a very entertaining story to read about had you actually hit him, (of course based on the assumption that he would just have a knot on his head and nothing more serious! sorry I had to go there! lol)

Lisa said...

Thank you SO much for participating in the first Thankful Thursdays! That must have been scary, but it sounds like something you can laugh about now. I am going to do my best to host Thankful Thursdays every week and I look forward to reading more of your posts! Thanks again!