Before I go to bed, I walk around the apartment checking to make sure everything is off and unplugged and all of the doors are locked. I usually check the locks twice because I'm crazy and I have some residual OCD.
Tonight, the patio door was unlocked, as it often is. We live on the second floor and unless someone is going to scale the side of the building or the neighbors climb over the partition there isn't a lot to worry about. Considering the apartment next to us is vacant, I usually leave it unlocked during the day.
I had this very weird feeling last night that the lock was broken, but it was not. I locked it, and it was fine. However, tonight, I could not get the door to lock. I realized it was broken. My very weird premonition alone was enough to freak me out and start my imagination rolling. I immediately had myself convinced that someone had broken in the apartment while I was at work today and broken the balcony lock so they could sneak back in later this evening.
Clearly, I think I'm some kind of millionaire or something. What are my imaginary villains going to steal? My 13 inch TV? My crap-ola phone that butt dials all of my ex-boyfriends and leaves them 6 minute long silent messages? Probably not. And even though he's worthless, my sister's boyfriend is here, so for some reason I feel like his fat ass would be some kind of deterrent.
Still, there is no way I would be able to sleep knowing the door was wide open. I remembered that one of my friends who lives on the first floor of an apartment building in the city puts bricks in the track of her sliding glass door.
Now, I might not have bricks, but as the title of this post says, I'm basically the MacGyver of broken shit. After 20 minutes of experimenting with different objects, I found something that I could jam in the track.
I knew those Twilight hardbacks would come in handy!P.S. Team Edward!
P.S.S. Team Jacob when he has his shirt off! hehe
I convince myself of situations like that all the time. Happens the first night I'm in a new city/hotel room. I have to get up and check the lock 18 times before I can fall asleep....and I always end up having a nightmare about someone being in my room trying to attack me. I've gotten used to it. lol
ReplyDeleteI do the same thing- but perhaps not to THAT degree.
ReplyDeleteHowever, Bitchy does. And we got her therapy for it.
I live alone and I actually check my locks two or three times before I go to bed. So, I totally get it!!
ReplyDeleteHow creative!! Yes, the best use of Twilight that I've seen, for sure. (I tease..I've totally read and love those books.)
It might be a comfort to know that the books, bricks, metal pipe or what ever is enough to jam the track ... but in truth it is not. I am not saying this to be mean, but my husband works as a maintenance tech at an apartment complex. He knows the tricks to get into an apartment via the sliding glass door even if it is jammed with random items. He has had to do this in emergency situations such as leaks.
ReplyDeleteBut I have the same fear for my daughter who has autism. She figured out how to open her window (luckily it happened during the day) and undo the window lock. So we had to install thumb locks and also placed a piece of clear Plexiglas to cover the window. But we have to do stuff like this all the time with her especially when we travel. My husband will sleep in front of the bedroom door when we visit family so if our daughter gets up in the middle of the night she will have to step on him or the door will hit him if she tries to open it. Or we put a heavy piece of furniture in front of the door.
I really enjoy those who embrace their crazy.
ReplyDeleteWow, I do the same thing. I also leave lights on to make myself appear to be awake. I spend a good 5 minutes deciding a new variation for the lights (because they can't like the same every night)
ReplyDeleteWhenever Hubby and Man-Child are out of town I do the same thing. Including what HeiDee does - leave strategic lights on. I've even been known to walk past windows, etc. looking over my shoulder and talking so it looks like I'm talking to an un-seen someone.....
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