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August 25, 2009

Desperate Housewife

This morning I’m sitting at my kitchen table. It’s 10 a.m. and I’m in my, ahem…pajamas.

My pajamas are a t-shirt and underwear.  (I get hot at night, okay?!  Don’t judge!)

I’m sitting working on my computer, but I’m sitting at the end of the table visible from the front door.  A door with a window.  You do the math.

 **shudders**

Let’s back up to last night at 9:15.  Jer and I are sitting and discussing our floor plan for the new house.

Erin: “I really like those entrance doors with the full window like our neighbor has.”

Jer: “Really?! What if someone comes to the door and you are not dressed?”

Erin: “Yeah, I guess, I just think they are nice.”

Jer:” Yeah, but there is no privacy.”

Fastforward to today’s incident.  I hear a knock and I turn slightly so I can see who is at the door.  I don’t recognize the face of the young man staring intently at me through the window in my door.  I just stare at him.  And realization slowly dawns on me that I’m in a predicament and can do nothing.

I CAN’T go to the door.

I CAN’T run and put clothes on.

I CAN’T even explain why I’m just staring at him with horror on my face.

So I do the only thing I can think of.  I start motioning.

He thinks we are playing charades and says, “You want me to come in??”

Fresh horror!!

“NOOOOO…just go AWAY!!!” I yell loud enough for him to hear, frantically flapping my hands.

He turns and hightails it off our front porch and I run to the laundry room to put on whatever semblence of clothing I can find.

Then I go and peek out the front door to see if I can figure out who this poor guy is.  He’s going door to door fundraising.  I find out a few minutes later that my cousin who lives down the street also greeted him in her p.j.’s shortly after my rude dismissal and I’m pretty sure that dude will NEVER, EVER come back to this street!

 AND I’m thinking our next house will have a door with NO window!  (Or at least one that’s frosted)

10 Comments »

  1. hehehe….awesome….(closet exhibitionist….)

    Comment by Summer — August 25, 2009 @ 12:38 pm

  2. Hehe. Put a smile on my face today. And I *really* think I should start getting dressed earlier in the day…

    Comment by Elin — August 25, 2009 @ 12:47 pm

  3. Sounds like the same guy who came to my door yesterday. I was definitely not ready for someone to knock on my door at 9 a.m. on a Monday morning either!

    Comment by Allison Friesen — August 25, 2009 @ 1:13 pm

  4. Something like that happened to me recently. I often don’t wear a bra when I’m at home and my piano student stopped by unexpectedly. I crossed my arms over my chest and tried to make it look natural, but it probably didn’t work!

    Comment by Elleah — August 25, 2009 @ 1:49 pm

  5. Something similar happened to me recently too! I answered the door early in the morning in just my bathrobe, and I thought it was my husband, locked out of the house. Turns out it was our friends who had stayed the night and went out for a very early breakfast. Whoops!

    Comment by Jenene — August 25, 2009 @ 8:54 pm

  6. Yeah, I do this to our mailman all the time. Like ALL the time. Like twice last week when I needed to sign for packages. I’ve made it a habit to at least throw on a bathrobe and/or some sweatpants over whatever I was wearing to sleep, but it’s often inappropriate. I like to think that maybe we don’t need to leave a gift or tip for him at the end of the year now? hehe

    Comment by Lindsay — August 26, 2009 @ 8:21 am

  7. Is it bad of me to think that was funny?

    Oh no. That’s just the worst thing that could happen. At least he left.

    Comment by Nadine — August 26, 2009 @ 8:36 am

  8. that guy came by a couple days ago and i was in my pajamas and housecoat, and only opened the door a peak (because i thought it would probably be a good friend/family member) and nope. it was that guy who started in on me RIGHT AWAY, and could he NOT TELL that i was uncomfortable? i was even in the middle of feeding my kids lunch. tobin’s crying in the background and i’m like, “please just go away” but nodding politely… so finally i just said no thanks and he looked all dejected. oh well.

    Comment by Judy — August 27, 2009 @ 8:22 am

  9. I have done that before… teaches people why not to come to the door of a lady with children house before 2 pm. ha ha

    Comment by Alexis — August 28, 2009 @ 12:07 am

  10. That is SO funny! A similar situation has happened to me as well! Good call on the no-window-door!

    Comment by Sheila — September 4, 2009 @ 12:47 pm

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