Day Two After the Election

What a way to wake up!! One minute I'm sound asleep and the next, I am waking up to a loud security alarm wailing downstairs.

I bolt upright, jump out of the bed and bound down the stairs.

I run to the wall alarm and punch in my pass code. It reads that the number 2 key fob has triggered the police alarm. I look toward the door and see that it's still closed. So the first question is, where is my youngest son?? He is the owner of the number two key fob, and I know that he is not at home. Second question is, are the police on their way??

I open the front door in time to find my youngest son calmly sauntering up the driveway. He stares at what must have been my wild looking eyes and still pj'd state and asks " what's up??".

I breathed out a huge sigh of relief. I then calmed down enough to ask him if he accidentally triggered the alarm. He asked why and says that he might have. I explain what just happened and then suddenly realize that the police might still be on their way. I rush back upstairs in enough time to hear my phone stop running. I realize that the alarm company has already called me once. I call them back, give them the pass code and then am told that the police still might be coming out.

Yup.

They arrive soon after. The police officer asks me if everything is alright. I tell her that I am perfectly fine and begin to explain what had happened. She then asks if I am being held at gun point and being made to say that. I laugh and tell her no, that everything is fine. I thank her and she goes on her way.

So, I realize the following things....

First, my son needs to be much more careful with his keys. His mom just about had a heart attack. Second, it's nice to know that my alarm company is on the ball. Third, it's great to know that our fine men and women of the R.C.M.P. are on the ball and at the scene within minutes. Fourth, I need to start talking my phone with me when I rush downstairs. I could have avoided the police arriving with their hands on their guns. Fifth, if this had been an actual break in, bounding down the stairs in my pj's, was probably not the best decision.