This weekend we are lucky enough to have Taralyn with us. Lucas and Addie are having a blast every second. So much fun in fact that they both feel asleep on the way home from Wal-Mart today. As I am sure your weather person has told you KC got snow today. It is pretty awesome. Snow on the weekend, no matter what time of year makes me happy. Carrie told me if it snowed I could grab T's snow clothes from the downstairs closet. Great, we have over 3 inches and more outside time is great for both the kids and myself.
I stopped by a little while ago to grab her snow clothes and that is when it happened. As I was opening the garage door I was running through the number combinations to dis arm the alarm in my head. I was not really sure but come on she has told it to me a couple weeks ago so how could I forget already. I typed in what I thought it was, no luck. Oh hum, must have done it wrong. Did it again, still wrong. I was on time 5 when I realized I was screwed. Panic sets in and I try it one more time, a different set of numbers but it was too late. This unbelievable noise starts coming from the alarm or some other source or from the depths of hell. It hurt my brain in a place I did not even know existed. The noise is such it causes all brain waves to cease in ones head. I could not think of what to do next. Just in that moment the phone rang. Oh yes, Carrie told me about this. This would be the alarm company. Hurry, run for the phone. Ahhhhh, ahhhhh, where is the phone. This is so not my house. Where is the phone. ahhh, ahh. Up stairs down stairs. No phone, and then it stops ringings. I have a flash of myself in prison trying to explain who the heck I am and I just wanted the kids to have fun. I run for my cell phone in the truck. Call Carrie. The folks call her and she was nice enough to call the cops off. I entered the correct number, calmly and slowly. Grabbed the snow clothes and headed back to my home.
I am now going to be a good student and practice writing the correct code 100 times on a piece of paper so this never occurs again.
If you need a house sitter, this is my warning advice.....think twice before you ask someone like me with a memory the size of a pea!!
If you need to enter a home make sure you know what you are doing or your ears may be ringing for house after your mistake!!
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This could happen to me. That's a pretty scary feeling though! I did that once at a job - I couldn't remember the stupid alarm code. I forgot my bank PIN today. And it's been the same for several years. Let's blame the memory loss on the kids shall we? Afterall, before them we could remember everything probably without a list right?!
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