What Would You Do If You Heard Someone Trying Your Front Door At 1:30?

August 27th, 2008; 8:11 PM

Current mood:blessed

Yesterday, I picked up my veggies from the drop point in Santa Rosa –On my bike! It was interesting. Most of them fit, I had to tie the bag of salad greens on the rack so that they didn't get crushed. But it was no biggie. I stopped by Tom's to get a hug from Joshua. I hardly even cared that they saw me in my bike outfit. I think Gay (Tom's wife) even called it a "riding habit"…"There's a girl in a riding habit." …Yeah…I was cool. :-P

Anyhoo…I am coming to realize that one can live without a car. You are just a bit more in shape and a bit more tired from all of the exercise you get, weather you want it or not. It is also a very humbling experience to wear that kind of gear when you are not in shape…but seriously the bike shorts are a necessity, and the neon citrus jersey is too because I don't want to get hit by a car. I still need to go get my iron supplements for my blood. I'm so tired. But I did get 8ish hours of sleep last night.

I was so sound asleep that I slept through Joshua's call at 11:40. I'm glad. I needed to rest. But I did wake up around 1:30 when I thought I heard someone trying my front door. It was so strange. At first, I thought it was someone trying to break in because we've had a few nights where Joshua has come over and he thinks he's closed and locked the front door, but he hasn't (due to temperature changes and the slight expansion of the wood in my front door…It's grown a bit tricky in it's old age, and you really have to pull on it to make sure it's latched…plus he's never really gotten the hang of my deadbolt. It's kind of unusual…there's a lock…and then there's a lock for the lock, so that keys don't work.). If he doesn't close the door until it clicks into place, then even if he goes through the motions of "locking" the door…it's not only unlocked, it's actually open, and the slightest breeze will blow it open. Yay fun. It is so disconcerting to wake up in the morning, realize that your house is freezing cold, and see that your front door is WIDE OPEN right next to your purse and a few thousand dollars worth of checks that you needed to deposit.

…but back to the door…it wasn't a stranger. It was Millie, my neighbor. She's in her late 80's, and she had just had surgery the day before. My guess is that she was a little bit confused from her painkillers. Somehow…she had thought she had locked herself out of her house, so she came over to our house. She did this the other day, and I got her in. So this time, I walked across the street with her, and her front door was actually unlocked. I think she was just completely discombobulated. So I made sure she was ok, and then I came home. I fell back to sleep easily. I think it's all of this exercise. I am just so pooped/relaxed at night that I can't help but sleep. But I'm glad I woke up for Millie.