So on my last post I wrote about opening my patio door right? Well as I shut the door I could not get the stick back in the slide-track-thing and just left it for Geoff, with his big manly muscles to push it back in to secure the door so no body can open it. Well I forgot to have Geoff fix the stick and he left the next morning at about 5:45am to get to work by 6am. I think the garage door woke Savana up and I was laying there hoping she would quickly fall back asleep so I could relax for a little while before starting my day.
The next thing I know I hear a metalish clicking noise and bigger louder longer noise...like someone pricking a sliding door lock and the door sliding open. I completely had a mental melt down....my baby is still making noises and I swear someone just broke into my house....cold sweat...heart pounding...oh I feel like I'm on a horror movie!
Pray pray pray pray and pray some more....I hate being home alone!!! I have never been so scared! But I must have either prayed the intruder away and he silently left my house closing the door behind him and put the stick back where I put it or I imagined the noise. I guess I will never know.
Silly girl. Maybe you should get an attack cat?
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I've had that kind of thing happen where I was half awake, but couldn't wake myself up completely and I thought I heard the door open and someone walking around. There was once I could have sworn Jeff came in and got into bed beside me, but when I finally woke up all the way, he wasn't there. It freaked me out. We never go to bed without locking the doors first now because it freaked Jeff out a bit when I told him. Mind you, I was pregnant at this time and prone to vivid dreams :)
ReplyDeleteAnd this is why we have a gun in the nightstand drawer, and another one in the hall closet downstairs.
ReplyDeleteI with Em on this one. We have a gun in our nightstand as well. Derek will sometimes "quiz" me so I know what to do if someone tries to break in.
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