ok so yesterday I mentioned my stranger danger check. but I dont think that the full extent of how much I manage to freak myself out was fully conveyed. and so take 2.
walking back from the el around 10 it was dark and rainy. ahead of me on the street was the large blob of an individual. who stands out in the rain? should I cross the street? would that be too obvious? and I bullied through hand on keys in one pocket (to stab out eyes if necessary I've been watching law and order) and phone in the other. turns out three kids, being kids, just all huddled together who scattered when I got close.
being very aware on my walk home I managed to walk past my alley. this may have been a subconscious effort to not walk in the alley where once there was a disturbance. once, a year ago. I walked up the street, finding the right key from the millions on my key ring so I could quickly get inside and up the stairs.
made sure to close the door behind me, run up the stairs and get to my door, where Im convinced there is something odd about the lock. I can never open the lock so why not being able to do it last night became a concern for me I dont know. walking through the door I stranger danger checked immediately. turning on ALL lights, opening all closet doors throughly checking. making sure no one was there.
turned on both TVs, checked the back door, checked the front door several times, finally went into the bed room. dragging the cat. as if piccolo coudl protect me from strangers. of course my choice of bringing piccolo only made it worse, since she insisted on staring out the door into the dark empty room.
and so I stranger danger checked all the nook and crannies of the apt again.
and finally fell asleep tv on 11:45 pm.
thank goodness for wacky hair day at camp to cover up the lack of shower.
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poor Ams! although, I am glad you know about the key thing. I always have mine at the ready. I also know a thing or two about checking doors and running up stairs. no shame.
camping this weekend!
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