Seriously

* I feel like I have been posting like crazy these last few days.  I just keep having all of these experiences that I want to remember.  Maybe the overload is because we were gone on such a long Holiday Hiatus.


Last night Daniel was at class late.
Thomas was in his bedroom playing quietly while I was on our couch feeding Lewis and watching Dan in Real Life.
I heard the door knob turn.  I wasn't expecting Daniel yet so I yelped in shock, "Oh hey, I didn't expect you home yet."  As I saw another man enter into my house.
My first reaction was to cover up.  Remember I was feeding the babe.  And I was not covered.
I even think that I apologized to this strange man for "flashing him" if you will.
Then as he mumbled an apology he walked in and started to take off his shoes.
Um... Seriously?
I then thought he might of been a friend of Daniel's that brought Daniel home from class early.
I heard myself asking him, "Can I ask, who are you?"
He turned to me.  Looked at his phone.  Then said, "Is this not apartment D 103"
"NO"
He apologized.  Slipped his feet back in his shoes.  Turned around.  Opened the door.  and Left.

All of this took place in a matter of seconds.
I felt my face turning bright red as I sat there assessing the situation.  Partially because I had just "flashed" this man.  Partially because I was so upset that a stranger had just walked into my house so freely.  He made me feel so uncomfortable in a place that is suppose to be my safe haven.
Something has got to change.