the truth about me in high stress situations.
before going to bed last night i was reading blogs. after reading a friends' (Ann) sister's blog about a random man opening her front door right in front of her and stealing a purse on the hook in the entryway, i locked our door. our apt is above a garage on the back side of a big house, so i haven't felt too worried about always locking. p wasn't home yet so i called and told him to let me know when he gets here and i would go out and unlock. he got home and we went to bed...no more thoughts of crazies.
...until about 3 am. by then wade was in bed with me nursing and i was just adjusting so i could fall back asleep and someone starts BANGING ON OUR DOOR. i wake up per and say its 3am and someones at the door. that man i swear can sleep through ANYTHING!! so he groggily repeats, "there is someone at our door and its 3am?" YES! meanwhile the banging continues as per gets to the door.
of course my mind is like, "its a crazy person!!!!!!" so perris goes to the door and i strain my ears to hear voices or who it may be...maybe somethings wrong with the kids in the house and heath needs help. so a million miles per second goes my mind, catastraphising, thinking of everything it could be. i hear a loud bang and then silence. i cautiously, ever so cautiously, peek out our bedroom door into the hall to the front door and see nothing, hear nothing.
then i really think the bang noise was the man attacking perris and WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?? i grab my phone. do i call heath or becca next door? do i call the police? i am no way going out there, i have to stay with wade! so then i think i will watch the window (it faces the front driveway/street). if there really is someone out there they are going to try to run. i watch. nothing. more nothing.
then i see it. COP LIGHTS! the cop gets out and is shining his huge flashlight...and this is the first time i really start to think there really COULD be an attacker out there! before i was just thinking "im probably just imagining the worst" (I like to prepare myself for every possible scenario). so i see that cop and out my mouth pops "holy. hell."
pause. i have never in my life said that phrase, let alone thought it. but i was suddenly facing the reality that what i'd been imagining happening was ACTUALLY happening and i was in that big of shock. hahahahaaaa i wish i had a video of what i looked like in there few minutes.
so i back away from the window covering my mouth, still having no idea what to do and then i just start praying. please let perris be okay, please please please...
then another knock at the door. i grab my snap-up house coat and hesitantly go to the door. its becca. she says, "ali hi. get wade and come out there's a fire on the roof!"
well what a relief that was. for me, anyway. no crazy person. i grab wade wrap him in a blanket and head out. there is p on the deck to my left. i yell at him, "perris!" he comes over and i give him the business to never leave me without telling me what is happening!! i mean that may be silly, since someone bangs on your door at 3am, you answer and they say "i need your help, my house is on fire"...you run out there with hthem, of course! Not much time to think about other things. well anyway.
i go sit on the cold grass with becca and her 3 kids and she tells me the story. its a small fire, but here come the firemen. those kids were so excited to see the firemen and yelled "hi" every time they passed by. i just kept giggling to myself about my traumatic 6 minutes alone upstairs. traumatic, and possibly over dramatic 6 minutes.
all is well with the fire. turns out it was the attic fan and heath found it quick enough that there isnt too bad of damage. but oh so grateful because people don't usually know about those fires until the whole roofs on fire. very lucky.
there is no electricity so good thing becca's parents live 5 houses down. we slept here (walked down the road in my purple seer sucker house coat at 4am. walked back up at 930am) and now i am doing laundry here. what an exciting night, eh? now its clear how useful i will be in future emergency situations. lovely. saying swear words and running around like a mad woman.
...until about 3 am. by then wade was in bed with me nursing and i was just adjusting so i could fall back asleep and someone starts BANGING ON OUR DOOR. i wake up per and say its 3am and someones at the door. that man i swear can sleep through ANYTHING!! so he groggily repeats, "there is someone at our door and its 3am?" YES! meanwhile the banging continues as per gets to the door.
of course my mind is like, "its a crazy person!!!!!!" so perris goes to the door and i strain my ears to hear voices or who it may be...maybe somethings wrong with the kids in the house and heath needs help. so a million miles per second goes my mind, catastraphising, thinking of everything it could be. i hear a loud bang and then silence. i cautiously, ever so cautiously, peek out our bedroom door into the hall to the front door and see nothing, hear nothing.
then i really think the bang noise was the man attacking perris and WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?? i grab my phone. do i call heath or becca next door? do i call the police? i am no way going out there, i have to stay with wade! so then i think i will watch the window (it faces the front driveway/street). if there really is someone out there they are going to try to run. i watch. nothing. more nothing.
then i see it. COP LIGHTS! the cop gets out and is shining his huge flashlight...and this is the first time i really start to think there really COULD be an attacker out there! before i was just thinking "im probably just imagining the worst" (I like to prepare myself for every possible scenario). so i see that cop and out my mouth pops "holy. hell."
pause. i have never in my life said that phrase, let alone thought it. but i was suddenly facing the reality that what i'd been imagining happening was ACTUALLY happening and i was in that big of shock. hahahahaaaa i wish i had a video of what i looked like in there few minutes.
so i back away from the window covering my mouth, still having no idea what to do and then i just start praying. please let perris be okay, please please please...
then another knock at the door. i grab my snap-up house coat and hesitantly go to the door. its becca. she says, "ali hi. get wade and come out there's a fire on the roof!"
well what a relief that was. for me, anyway. no crazy person. i grab wade wrap him in a blanket and head out. there is p on the deck to my left. i yell at him, "perris!" he comes over and i give him the business to never leave me without telling me what is happening!! i mean that may be silly, since someone bangs on your door at 3am, you answer and they say "i need your help, my house is on fire"...you run out there with hthem, of course! Not much time to think about other things. well anyway.
i go sit on the cold grass with becca and her 3 kids and she tells me the story. its a small fire, but here come the firemen. those kids were so excited to see the firemen and yelled "hi" every time they passed by. i just kept giggling to myself about my traumatic 6 minutes alone upstairs. traumatic, and possibly over dramatic 6 minutes.
all is well with the fire. turns out it was the attic fan and heath found it quick enough that there isnt too bad of damage. but oh so grateful because people don't usually know about those fires until the whole roofs on fire. very lucky.
there is no electricity so good thing becca's parents live 5 houses down. we slept here (walked down the road in my purple seer sucker house coat at 4am. walked back up at 930am) and now i am doing laundry here. what an exciting night, eh? now its clear how useful i will be in future emergency situations. lovely. saying swear words and running around like a mad woman.
LOOOOOOOLOOOL!!!! Hahahahahaha I love this, but I would have been right there with ya!
ReplyDeletehahahahaha oh my goodness. You are hilarious, I was laughing really hard:)
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