This morning I had to make an unexpected trip home to grab the iBook so the IT guy could hook me up with VPN for my last minute business trip. When I pulled up to our building I noticed a ladder leaning against our balcony, but nobody was around. They've been painting our buildings lately, so I thought maybe that could be what was going on. Then I remembered that they were done with everything except our front door; that plus the fact that there was not a soul in sight kind of freaked me out.

I nervously walked towards the stairs, and then it hit me that someone could be in our apartment! Stealing our stuff! And terrorizing Abi! And I was all "Oh hey-ll no! Some blankety-blank is up in our apartment trying to steal our stuff. I'm going to beat the blankety-blank out of them." So I crept up the stairs, because I knew if I was going to have any success at beating this mysterious burglar to a pulp I was going to have to preserve the element of surprise. I slipped the key into the door as quietly as I could, turned it, and swung it open only to be greeted by a bouncy, happy Abigail. I quickly scanned the living room and all seemed to be in place. I crept to the bathroom, no burglar there. Then I looked at the bedroom door, which I thought I had closed before I left and was now cracked open. I pushed the door open as quickly as I could, but again, nothing.

The last place I had to check was the closet. By this time my heart was racing and I was a little freaked out that I might actually find someone crouched down among our clothes and such. Again trying to preserve the element of surprise, I crept to the closet, grabbed the handle, and yanked open the door. Except I forgot that we have one of those shoe racks hanging over the inside of the door, so instead of triumphantly discovering the non-existent burglar, I instead watched in horror as about 20 pairs of shoes came flying off the door and landed in a pile at my feet.

It turns out there was no burglar and the ladder was there because they were putting the finishing touches on the painting, etc. But if there had been, rest assured that I would have taken care of the situation.