All of the sudden, my front door knob starts to shake and it sounds like someone is trying to get into my house. I am so thankful I locked the deadbolt after Blake went to work at 4 pm...
Since I was on the phone with Blake, I was able to stay a little bit more calm than otherwise, but it still scared me to death. And he was so worried he made sure to text me every minute till he got home just to make sure.
And it's not the first time this has happened. Right after we got Blake's guns back from his grandparents, at about 3 in the morning, someone starts pounding on the door and shaking it really hard. I heard it first and bolted upright. I ran and got Glade, brought her into bed with us, and then woke Blake. We sat in bed for a minute and the shaking happened again. He went into the living room while I cuddled my baby thinking someone was coming to kill us.
He comes back into the bedroom with his guns and takes them out of the case. He gave me a hug and said he didn't see anyone, but he was going to stay up for a while just to be on the safe side.
It hadn't happened since until tonight... And of course Blake was at work and I have never shot a gun in my life....
I took Glade and Ridley into my room and kept all of us locked in until Blake came home.
You can call me a coward, but there was no way I was going to sit in the living room waiting for someone to break through the door coming to kill me. (And this is probably from all the Stephen King novels I've been reading....)
But give me two months and I'll be laughing about this.