burglary 101

kris went to vancouver for work last week. i met him on thursday, flying on aeroplan points, and we had a great mini-vacation...a bit of shopping, had some good food, saw the mountains, stocked up on authentic japanese groceries...

the flight back from vancouver was delayed though, by almost an hour. normally this wouldn't be a big deal, but kris was supposed to catch a connecting flight to montreal. he ended up missing it because of the delay, but was placed on the next flight. because of his later departure time, kris was able to walk me to the cab stand and say good bye...

i got in the cab, and the driver was making idle conversation with me...he asked who kris was, and where i was that week. i explained to him that kris was my husband, and he went to vancouver for work, so i met up with him there...and that he was off to montreal next. after i said it, i thought to myself that i probably shouldn't have told this man, who i don't know, who will drop me off on my front step, that i'm home alone with my husband out of the province. i dismissed the thought quickly, mostly because i didn't want to scare myself.

that night, i slept soundly until about 4am. i dreamed that i had some friends over, and the doorbell rang. it sounded so vivid and real, my eyes shot open, and i thought that the doorbell actually did ring. i immediately convinced myself that the cab driver rang the doorbell, and that he was coming to get me! i listened carefully for any strange noises...and of course, i heard many creaks and squeaks that i never usually hear. i comforted myself by reminding myself that the security alarm was armed, and, failing that, i would be able to hear mr. cab driver open the door to the bedroom. he would still need to climb a full flight of stairs before he could do any damage, which would give me enough time to call 911 and start yelling at my neighbours (the police officers) that someone was in my house. i formulated all these plans while being only half awake.

then i realized in my sleepy stupor that if someone was planning on breaking into my house, said perpetrator would likely NOT ring the doorbell as it eliminates the element of surprise. so i went back into a fitful sleep. i woke up in the morning, safe and sound. short a few brain cells and a little bit tired mind you, but safe and sound.