The other day I came home from work to find my garage door open. And I KNOW I closed it; every day I sit in the driveway and don't leave until the door is completely closed (training by the old, faulty door I replaced years ago).
My biggest fear was that someone had entered the house, and my pets escaped. But they were there, safe and sound. In fact, everything appeared to be there: my kayak, my lawn mower, ladder, shop vac... And everything inside the house as well.
Counting my blessings; glad I live in a good neighborhood, just a couple blocks from the police station. I think someone must have been driving past my house, and their own garage door opener was the same frequency as mine. So glad it was no more of a surprise than that.
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
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