"Smooth Criminal" - Michael Jackson

My mom and I hosted a bridal shower this weekend, which I'll post more about later, so we wanted to make sure the house looked nice. My mom wanted the carpets to be cleaned so we decided that we would move the furniture out of the room the night before so when I woke up the next morning I could just go ahead and start.

So Tuesday night my mom picks Meghan up from Mutual and comes home. A little while later our neighbor comes over and says that Meghan forgot her Personal Progress book at mutual and was kind enough to bring it over. As we're getting ready to go to bed my mom and I move the furniture out of the living room. This is what it looked like.

I fell asleep earlier than I normally do, because I was tired and I actually could go to bed earlier, and I was out in a deep sleep. 

At about 12:30 (which really isn't that late and some nights I'm not even asleep yet by this time) I woke up thinking that I heard something. You know how you can't decipher if it was a dream or not but then you really start processing and realize you heard it before you woke up. Then I heard it again; someone was knocking on the door and ringing the doorbell. At this point my mind is all over the place trying to figure out who could it be. I decided not to turn my light on because I didn't want whoever to find out that I was awake. I ran into my parents room and woke up my mom at which point the phone starts ringing in addition to the knocking and ringing. 

My mom wakes my dad up and he starts downstairs while my mom and I run into a bedroom to look out the front window. She peaks through the blinds and says the police are out front. Now at this point I'm expecting to see like a swarm of police but it was just one car but they flashed their light on us which was bright. This doesn't add to the story I just felt like telling you. We proceed to run down the stairs trying to tell my dad that it's the police at the door. 

We make it to the living room where my dad is half awake and we are running in trying to tell him the police are at the door when he flips a switch on, looks around and says 

"We've been robbed!!!"

He had no idea we had moved the furniture. 

Had it not been such a serious moment I would have started laughing right then. 

But you have to realize that this is all happening with in seconds so we have no time to explain why the furniture is not there and why the police are there so we open the door and the police man says "I just wanted to let you guys know that your garage door is open." And they kindly waited until we closed our garage door before driving off into the night. 

I woke up the next morning laughing my head off. I still laugh every time I think about it, even while typing this. What are the odds that the one night the police show up knocking on our door would be the same night we had moved the furniture out of the living room. 

It also begs the question why didn't our kind neighbor tell us our garage door was open?! But kudos to the nice policemen who patrol our neighborhood at night.