I never answer the door. Never. To make matters worse, now that we no longer have dogs the alarm is always set to "stay" which means that if I door is opened that the alarm will go off. I have an intense fear of opening the door - this happened when we had bunch of ex-felons living next door, which translated into people ringing our doorbell at 5 am looking for drugs. Our house was also broken into, which makes me wary of strangers. Finally, I do not know how to say "no" to traveling sales men. . . which is part of the reason why we have an alarm system.
If you are a friend, or the UPS guy or my mail woman, I will answer the door. I've also heard that you should answer the door, so that persons looking for vacant houses to rob know that your home is not vacant.
All of this is to say that yesterday when someone knocked on the door, I did not answer. I should have though. When Kyle got home I heard him turn the alarm off and open the front door. This is what he brought me . . .
I got a good one! Thanks love!
3 comments:
thats okay! it's way more surprising to see your hubby holding the flowers!
Awww, what a great guy!
For no reason? Those are the best kind.
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