Then I remembered the first time I stayed home alone for a night. I was in Grade 9, and my parents had probably gone to a hockey tournament for the weekend or something but I had to work at 7am on Saturday. So we decided that I would stay home and I arranged for the girl I was working with to come pick me up before work.
When Steph showed up to get me at 6:30 the next morning, I was never so happy to get out of my house.
I can't say I'm this scared to stay home alone anymore, but anytime I'm sleeping alone you are more aware of noises. That's why I liked having a dog at my parents house, because he would alert me to anything. I don't feel like Pipsi is a very good guard cat if Ryan is away so that sometimes makes me a little bit nervous....
Also Ryan just told me that it's 3 degrees outside this morning, so I'm pretty afraid to go out there. I should just call in sick.