Love is... breaking and entering

Friday (today) is my day off. I love being home, hangin out with the baby son, and doing whatever errands have piled up during the day. I also LOVE going out to lunch with friends. Nat and I were supposed to meet for a delicious egg salad sandwich at the Corner Bakery but then, as I was backing out of our garage... it wouldn't shut. Really? So I get out of the car; making sure nothing is in the way of the sensor and then get back in to continue on my journey. It buzzes down 1/2 a foot and then goes back up. As I get out of my car for the second time I notice that something seems to be amiss... mainly the angle that the garage door is hanging. So I phone Tyler and let him know "Hey, the garage door is broken". He's irritated and doesn't think I should leave. I tell him I have a lunch date and I will lock the door. We hang up and I go to lock the door. It won't lock. So I phone Ty again, and this was our conversation (edited to keep the blog from having a PG-13 rating)

Kat: Ty, the door won't lock.

Ty: Well then don't leave.

Kat: Tyler. No one is going to break in. There are construction workers all around.

Ty: Kat. Midday is the most likely time a break in will occur, because no one is suspecting it.

-- Okay. Three things. One: Will someone please confirm or deny the haphazard statistic he just threw out? Two: If someone is most likely to break in now.. Why do you want your wife and kid home? So I can scare them away with my intimidating stature? Three: WHY DO YOU WANT YOUR WIFE AND KID HOME??

I don't know. Perhaps I was overreacting... Maybe all of you would be fine at home with an unlocked door and an opened garage. Alas, I am not you. The happy ending to this modern day fairy tale is that he came home to guard our house until the doors were fixed.