Scaredy Cat

Jim left yesterday a little after 5PM to go over to pick up Meagan at college & go to a concert with her in Illinois so I was home alone. Whenever I will be downstairs working in my scrapbook room I ALWAYS make sure all the doors are locked, the garage doors are down and any windows that anyone could get in are closed & locked. So I worked downstairs for a couple of hours and then came up to watch the season premier of Desperate Housewives & Brothers & Sisters. Everything was fine for the first hour. During Brothers & Sisters, I heard a door slam upstairs. Oh, oh! I knew it had to be the wind because there were windows open in my bedroom and Jim's man room but I can really freak myself out. I tried to ignore my over-active imagination and reminded myself that the doors had been locked. After a little while I went out on the deck and that's when I saw the light on through the master bathroom window upstairs. I told myself that Jim had left a light on up there and tried to talk myself down. I went back inside, grabbed the biggest butcher knife we have & my cell phone before going upstairs. I just knew I had to check otherwise I'd be nervous when I went up to go to bed. I discovered that I was right and the door slammed because of the wind tunnel. I also discovered that I was right as Jim left our closet door open and the light was on. So everything's cool, I finish watching my shows, go upstairs & get ready for bed. I read for a while and then turned off the light. It was very windy and my curtains kept billowing in and I debated closing the windows but was too lazy. Right when I was dozing off, I heard a bang from downstairs. It freaked me out but there was no way I was going down there. I convinced myself it was something that blew off a windowsill somewhere & went to sleep. This morning I looked but couldn't see anything that had blown over. Luckily, Jim will be home tonight.....