So, the kids and I decided to have a little sleepover on the farm.
I am freaked out!
I was watching TV after putting them to bed, but after trying to get the DVD ready for my AM workout, I could not get dish network back to working (Thank God really). So, I came downstairs to catch up on email, blog, etc, before going to bed.
At 10 PM, the doorbell rings.
Seriously, that could not be the doorbell?! My parents live in the middle of nowhere!
So, I did as any other girl would do, who was home alone with her 2 kids sleeping, I called my dad! He is 7 hours away, sleeping, and tells me to go to the door. Uh, no way!! I peek out the window and find NO CAR in the driveway. The bell rings again! Seriously, who is outside?! I am wigging out!!! Dad then reminds me where the shotgun is, reminding me that I have used it once (and the barrel of the gun ended up in the dirt and I ended up laying on the ground. It did not end well). I know he was mostly joking, but I was not seeing the humor in the situation.
Twenty minutes later, I am totally freaked out. I had the kitchen light on (as Asher is asleep in the family room) and the lights were on in the sunroom. My parents have sun shades, which probably offer filtered privacy at best at night time. Did this person see my sitting on the floor freaking out on the phone?! Is this person still outside?!
I went upstairs, checked on Addison, and peeked out all the windows. I saw nothing. I am still shaking. Should I just go to bed and it will all be better in the morning?! Oh, I can only hope.
I will leave this little incident between my Dad, Chris (who I was SO HOPING was the stranger at the door) and myself as the kids would be freaked out hearing this story. But, I think my sleepover days without Grandma and Grandpa at home are now over. I would leave tonight....but I am too freaked out to unlock the door and go outside!
M parents farm is a beautiful, tranquil place...during the day.
Here's to looking forward to sunrise...