March 18

Okay today got a little crazy. Before going to bed I made sure to check that the door was locked to the condo because if I didn't I would think about it all night - I'm sure you can relate. It was locked but when I crawled into bed my mind still wandered to the drunken college idiots who might try to get in thinking this was their condo.

And that's exactly what happened at 2:00 in the morning! (I'm available for psychic consultations at a reasonable $20/hr). That's right. Two o'clock rolls around and Victoria and I are awoken to the sound of the doorbell....many many times. We both venture to the front door and cautiously peer thru the peep hole as tho the person on the otherwise could see us. The gentleman is clearly drunk and keeps ringing the doorbell, knocking and trying to open the door. At this point we go to the kitchen to call the front desk - no answer - I left a lovely message about the necessity of an emergency number. So naturally Victoria and I grab pots to handle this idiot ourselves...just kidding. Well we did get pots for self defense but we also woke up grandpa and grandma. Gramps chased the moron down because he had finally went to the next condo over. He was still in the wrong place.

A few hours later I flew home - with a lovely storm delay in Nashville, a review of the application for national healthcare, crazy turbulence, a very angry flight attendant, an unforeseen traffic jam, and a near collision.

It was a great trip and I was able to read four and a half books in four days! :)