I am a fanatic about locking our house at night. I am probably borderline obsessive about it.
It was never a concern for me when we lived in a small town. A place where I could leave my garage door open, house unlocked, and go downtown for hours. I always felt safe and secure.
When we moved to the "big city", I needed the security of knowing the doors in our house were locked. Every single lock bolted each night. Lance thought I was going a bit overboard and didn't feel the need to have the house so secure each evening. He felt that because he was a light sleeper and we have two dogs, he would hear anyone who tried to come into the house.
This morning, Lance got up for work around 5 am. He went downstairs, turned on the light, went to get his coffee when he was greeted with a deep voice saying "Good Morning!" There on our couch was Lance's partner Kirk.
Kirk was returning from a trip to Europe last evening. Lance had taken Kirk's truck to the airport and parked it for him but forgot to call or text Kirk to tell him where his truck was parked. When Kirk's flight arrived he looked for his truck and couldn't find it. After calling Lance's cell phone and getting no answer he called a cab and had them drop him off here. He and Lance had to be to a dairy at 6 am this morning and he didn't want to miss work so he came into our house to get a few hours of sleep.
I am glad I was too tired last night to be obsessive about locking up so Kirk could get into the house. I am a bit frightened freaked out panicked alarmed that neither Lance nor I nor the dogs(way to go guard dogs) heard a thing. I think Lance's heart was still beating rapidly when I talked to him at lunch.
I think he will be doing a better job of locking up at night. I think I might have officially become obsessive about locking up. And maybe just maybe I'm considering investing in an alarm system!
10 comments:
Oh my goodness!!! That is why I own dogs! They are my alarm system - I never thought that maybe they go into deep sleeps too!! eeekkk! p.s. I love the new layout girl!!!!
Oh my...that would freak me out too. Good thing it was a friend. Love all the new pictures of your family!
love the new look of your blog.
i am ocd when it comes to locking doors! glad i am not the only one.
i especially hate coming home to an empty house..i must check every corner to make sure there are no invaders (i have even been known to check the sugar bowl, crazy! i know)
oh. my. gosh! how scary! i probably would have had a heart attack and died on the spot. i always check that the doors are locked at least twice - i'm a bit of a nut :)
Can I just say - AHHHHH!!! I am freaked just hearing your story. Recently, we left the house and Hannah was the last one out the door. Unnoticed by me, she left the front door WIDE open. We left to return 2 hours later to find our home open to anyone! I searched and found nothing missing and no new pets. God protected us. I am glad it was not a stranger in your home.
eeeeeeeek! i don't even know what to say...that is scary!
Now that is scary-----can you imagine?
However, in the flip side.....how cool was it that God 'left' the door unlocked for him to get in? Very cool when you look at it in that light! :)
But still.....
Scary!! I would have peed my pants! I am a freak about leaving the doors locked as well - you just never know the weirdos out there!
Are you kidding me?!?! I would have gone through the roof!!!
Oh I would totally be freaked out!!!!!!!! My heart is beating with you (even though it's a few days after). I am pretty obssesive about locking the doors too, so I understand where you're coming from.
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