Surprise Arise!

I'm someone who typically enjoys surprises.  Show up at my house with a Lexus tied in a bow, you're going to see some pants getting peed.  Surprise me with Chinese food, I'm going to eat the whole box to show you how much I love it.

But then there are some surprises you don't appreciate as much.  Surprise!  Your electric bill has tripled since last month or Surprise! Someone shrunk every pair of pants you have (this is my story at least).

Take last night for example.  2:46 AM.  Surprise!  Wake up!  There's a drunken brawl in the townhouse two doors down.  Lucky for me, I decided to sleep with the window open all night so I could enjoy the cool air and slurred curse words.  In my typical Nosey Neighbor fashion, I didn't shut the window after the inebriated altercation started, I opened my ears a little wider (figuratively) and listened for violence and fascinating new vocabulary.  After they all got in the car (hopefully taxied by a sober driver), I drifted back off into a blissful sleep.

Surprise #2.  Wake up again!  Someone put a ladder right outside my open window and was [loudly] clamoring up.  I think I might have uttered one of the curses I learned in the middle of the night.  My shades were not all the way down, though I do have sheer curtains in front of them (we're fans of light).  I was lying perfectly still in bed, just in case someone was looking in.  I was hardly going to jump out of bed and run away.  It's not that I am brave, I just was not wearing pants (beat the heat of summer strategies to save money on air conditioning).

It was several minutes before I realized that the man didn't stop to peek in my window, but continued on to the roof, where he ripped off shingles and slung them to the ground and put on new ones in the loudest way imaginable.  An upside to living in a townhouse: you don't always have warning about repairs and you might just be treated to a nice surprise at 7 am when you look out your second floor window and see a ladder and a man's legs.

I can't wait to go to bed tonight and have one of these dirty cats surprise me by puking in my hair.  For now, I'll be looking out my window, (through the ladder and legs) waiting for the arrival of my surprise Lexus.

P.S. the man is not still standing there at 11:30 at night (I don't think)... I was just going for humor.  And I left my window open again tonight.  I'm a glutton for punishment... and surprises.