It’s 12:00 a.m., and she’s fast asleep. All the guests are asleep. In fact, it’s the week that we’re out of town, but we let a couple we know stay a few days at our residence. It wasn’t supposed to go like this, but it did. The loud noise woke them up. It almost sounded like wood or maybe metal or some sturdy material banging against a door or wall.
She heard it first and jumped out of her bed shaking her husband.
“Did you hear that?”
“What?” he replied groggily.
“The loud noise!”
Then something crashed. It was loud and clear. The couple stared at each other. He grabbed a torch and and his son’s toy baseball bat and ran downstairs.
“Who’s there? Show yourself.”
Again a crashing sound came from somewhere near the kitchen. She watched from the balcony upstairs and called the cops. Within a few minutes they were there. They parked a few houses down so as not to alarm the burglar. They stealthily searched the backyard and front. No sign of the burglar there. Then they entered the house.
The windows were all closed. No sign of breaking in. No damage in the garage or on the doors. Where could he have entered? And where was the burglar? The cops searched thoroughly but still no sign. Then again they heard a loud noise- like someone throwing things on the floor. This time it came from the room adjacent to the kitchen. Everyone rushed there. The cops opened the door leading to the room. The room was empty. One cop kept his eye on the closet in the room. As he inched closer, he kept his eyes steadily on the closet door. The other cop joined him on the opposite side, and then suddenly pushed the sliding door to one side. The guests stared in disbelief.
A storage shelf stacked with fragrances, essential oils and soap equipment crashed to the floor! All the while, the shelf was in slow motion- about to fall but not quite there until the grand finale collapse in front of them all.
“There is your midnight burglar!” the cops joked.
Our guests laughed and thanked heaven for the harmless ‘midnight burglar’ behind the closet. And I reminded my husband that he better get some better shelving units that don’t collapse in the middle of the night! I suppose some events are just not in our hands no matter how much we plan, organize and shelve for that matter! Who knew with all this soap making, there’d be a lot of story telling too. Truly, it can never get boring around here!