A So Cal Girl in the Desert

Drove by the house this morning and saw a guy drilling holes into our window frames. I gave him a wave from the car, then walked over to him. Real friendly guy from Brinks Security. He asked me "Are you the proud owner?" I asked him what he was doing, and he said he was drilling holes all over the house for fun. The better for bugs to get in, I say. Turns out he was installing all of the window security alarms today and will install the phone lines and cables tomorrow. We weren't going to get a security system, originally, but then they sold us on it when they said it can be as good for keeping things in as keeping things out. It brought me back to my teenage years when after several successful escapes out my second story bedroom window I came to find it nailed shut with about fifty nails one night. My dad never said a word. The nails spoke for themselves. I don't think I'd have the patience to do all that, so my husband and I decided that the added security of keeping our future teenagers in at night, coupled with keeping the boogeyman out was a wise investment.