My ex and I never locked any doors at our house, our office was like Fort Knox, but our house was wide open for anybody. After 17 years of living without locks, it was my routine....until I became a single woman again. I was so paranoid about someone being able to lie in wait for me, in my unlocked house, that I began locking my doors, windows, deadbolts, added two security lights with motion sensors, invested in more window treatments, and applied a brace for my sliding glass doors. I feel much safer now so please let me remain under this delusion.
The brace for the sliders is what has gotten me locked outside on my deck twice now. The first time Oni hit it just right to drop it into the door tracks and lock me out. My neighbor has a spare key and was good enough to rescue me. Today I forgot about that stinking brace and locked myself and Oni on the deck again. Luckily I was locked out with the essentials...a cell, good book and some adult party favors. Hummingbirds also kept me company. So here is my being bored on my deck and waiting for my rescuer to arrive:
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