(1) Last week's intruder (see Friday's post) has since come back and apologized.
(2) Mailmen and stalkers beware: I do have a hand gun, and I know how to use it.
and
(3) I'll be laboring through revisions today. How are you spending the holiday?
Monday, September 6, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
Scary? You Tell Me
This happened just yesterday, while no one was home but me...
The dye had been on my hair for nearly thirty minutes. Time to hop in the shower, time to rinse. I hope it's dark enough, I thought. I hope it's not too dark, I thought next.
As I pushed my head under the faucet, darkness splattered around me.
Lather lather.
Was pulled from that moment of concentration by KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. Someone at the door.
I turned off my bathroom's light/fan combo, so loud that thing is, and the shower, too. Listened. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK came again.
Over the thudthud of my heart, I heard the front door swing open. "Hello!" called a male voice.
My whole chest was beating then, because this just doesn't happen every day. I listened harder, heard the door close. No footsteps. No, nothing.
I had a suspicion, though. And after a few quiet, uneventful moments...
Like a dumb teenager from a horror movie, I flipped on the light. Turned the water back on, cranked it wide. Yeah, yeah, call me vain (stupid, even), but my hair had to be rinsed. And I wasn't going to go investigate. Duh.
THUMP
Light/fan off. Water off.
THUMP
I know what that is.
I won't lie. I hesitated. But I told myself to be calm and--while listening for anyone or anything on the staircase, because my hunch could be wrong--finished my shower.
THUMP
And when I was done I listened again. Wrapped myself in a towel, tiptoed to my balcony to look down on the living room, and the front door. There was my proof.
Nine cases of postal shipping supplies my husband ordered, delivered courtesy USPS. The intruder had been our mailman, threatening as a puny grandpa, who'd thought to put everything indoors, away from the rain.
Kind of a nice consideration, actually.
Next time I lock the doors.
What would you have done?
ETA: I feel like I should add: We live in a small, private community, where everyone's friendly, and we've seen no crime in the 4.5 years we've been here. Changes the factors just a bit, I think.
The dye had been on my hair for nearly thirty minutes. Time to hop in the shower, time to rinse. I hope it's dark enough, I thought. I hope it's not too dark, I thought next.
As I pushed my head under the faucet, darkness splattered around me.
Lather lather.
Was pulled from that moment of concentration by KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. Someone at the door.
I turned off my bathroom's light/fan combo, so loud that thing is, and the shower, too. Listened. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK came again.
Over the thudthud of my heart, I heard the front door swing open. "Hello!" called a male voice.
My whole chest was beating then, because this just doesn't happen every day. I listened harder, heard the door close. No footsteps. No, nothing.
I had a suspicion, though. And after a few quiet, uneventful moments...
Like a dumb teenager from a horror movie, I flipped on the light. Turned the water back on, cranked it wide. Yeah, yeah, call me vain (stupid, even), but my hair had to be rinsed. And I wasn't going to go investigate. Duh.
THUMP
Light/fan off. Water off.
THUMP
I know what that is.
I won't lie. I hesitated. But I told myself to be calm and--while listening for anyone or anything on the staircase, because my hunch could be wrong--finished my shower.
THUMP
And when I was done I listened again. Wrapped myself in a towel, tiptoed to my balcony to look down on the living room, and the front door. There was my proof.
Nine cases of postal shipping supplies my husband ordered, delivered courtesy USPS. The intruder had been our mailman, threatening as a puny grandpa, who'd thought to put everything indoors, away from the rain.
Kind of a nice consideration, actually.
Next time I lock the doors.
What would you have done?
ETA: I feel like I should add: We live in a small, private community, where everyone's friendly, and we've seen no crime in the 4.5 years we've been here. Changes the factors just a bit, I think.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Just Some Things
A fused and cohesive post they do not make, but here are the random thoughts on my mind today.
Ready?
Go.
* It's dreary here this morning, and after I do today's WIP revisions, I may have to take a nap.
* Speaking of revisions, I found my stride again. I'm learning: It's about trusting myself and the process of writing.
* I just finished reading a grand book by Elizabeth Flock. Her writing is wonderful, and I found it inspiring! She's been added to my sidebar of favorite authors.
* I passed my business card to a complete stranger yesterday. She's just opened a new business, and I told her I'm a writer, that I could maybe help with such-and-such, and she could contact me if she wanted. My friends (who were witnesses) said it wasn't awkward, though it felt like my insides were exploding with awkwardness. Next time, I'll pull it off even better.
* There are two pieces of chicken bacon ranch pizza leftover, and they may have to be my lunch. Might steam some broccoli, for some added nutrients.
* I bought an old wood-framed screen door thing at an antiques store yesterday, and hung it on my living room wall. Sounds odd, but I actually like it a lot. (Maybe I'll work a blog picture in somewhere down the line.)
* I keep getting side-swiped by humility. I think it's a good thing.
* Why is it that the more balanced I feel, the more Things To Do I have waiting in the wings?
* I checked out the Sony eReaders at a store display yesterday, and the screens were much smaller than that of my Kindle. Made me glad for the Kindle.
* Today I MUST scrub both my shower and my girls' tub. MUST. And maybe make an apple pie.
What are your random thoughts today?
Ready?
Go.
* It's dreary here this morning, and after I do today's WIP revisions, I may have to take a nap.
* Speaking of revisions, I found my stride again. I'm learning: It's about trusting myself and the process of writing.
* I just finished reading a grand book by Elizabeth Flock. Her writing is wonderful, and I found it inspiring! She's been added to my sidebar of favorite authors.
* I passed my business card to a complete stranger yesterday. She's just opened a new business, and I told her I'm a writer, that I could maybe help with such-and-such, and she could contact me if she wanted. My friends (who were witnesses) said it wasn't awkward, though it felt like my insides were exploding with awkwardness. Next time, I'll pull it off even better.
* There are two pieces of chicken bacon ranch pizza leftover, and they may have to be my lunch. Might steam some broccoli, for some added nutrients.
* I bought an old wood-framed screen door thing at an antiques store yesterday, and hung it on my living room wall. Sounds odd, but I actually like it a lot. (Maybe I'll work a blog picture in somewhere down the line.)
* I keep getting side-swiped by humility. I think it's a good thing.
* Why is it that the more balanced I feel, the more Things To Do I have waiting in the wings?
* I checked out the Sony eReaders at a store display yesterday, and the screens were much smaller than that of my Kindle. Made me glad for the Kindle.
* Today I MUST scrub both my shower and my girls' tub. MUST. And maybe make an apple pie.
What are your random thoughts today?
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