I’d like to start this post with “when I was a little girl” but that would be a lie. The truth of the matter is:
Since the day we moved into my parents house in Moore and to this day when I visit…
Everytime I go to the bathroom, no matter the time of day or who is in the house, I look up into the skylight and open the shower curtain to check for intruders. Yes, I still do this. Once upon a time I had what Maren would call a vision and what I will call a random thought that someone could hide up in the skylight and fall out and on you while using the bathroom and kill you. And so, I always check. True story.
The odd thing about this is that I don’t check behind the shower curtain in my Manhattan apartment just the one in Oklahoma.
Unrelated PS: Happy Anniversary to the Norwoods!
