It Wasn't Me!!

Each night Jeff, Chloe, and I have a routine. It's not much, but it's our routine. We turn off lights and fans, let Chloe out for her last escapade in the backyard (hoping she'll use the restroom at the same time), turn on the porch light, and set the alarm.

Sunday night brought some nasty storms to our area and the power kept flickering on and off - ruining any chance at watching Sunday night football without interruptions from the National Weather Service. We decided we should head to bed, and initiated the nightly routine to make it happen. About twenty minutes after laying in bed the power went off again. Jeff decided to check the refrigerator outside to make sure it didn't lose power, and in doing so had to re-set the alarm upon re-entry of the house. Then, we fell asleep...

Monday morning brought about a new experience for each one of us in the Stevens' household. Jeff kissed me goodbye, grabbed his things, and headed for the door when the alarm went off. As he RAN into the room he screams, "IT WASN'T ME!!!" We grabbed our guns and cleared the whole house in under 30 seconds - thanks to our NCIS, CSI, and any other police show training we have received throughout our dating/married lives.

As we return to the living room I glanced around and conclude each door is still locked and intact in it's frame. The following conversation occurred:

Stephanie: "Did you set the motion on the alarm the previous night?"

Jeff: "No, remember we were walking in the living room after the football game?!"

Stephanie: (I don't comprehend much at 6:10am, but I did muster up the response of) "yes, we did that, but you also checked on the refrigerator after that."

Jeff: "Oops...(silence) this has been a test of the Stevens emergency plan. Have a nice day!"

All guns were placed back in their respective homes, another kiss goodbye, and an interesting start to our day was over. Thank goodness we can laugh about it now!