Speaking of getting scared out of your pants..... Last night while I was finishing up at the Center where I teach birth classes I was downstairs tidying up and getting ready to turn out the lights when I hear the door upstairs open,close and someone walking around upstairs.....I was shaking like a leaf but headed up the stairs in bitch mode. I yelled up "Who's there!" No answer. I go upstairs and through the kitchen, sitting room and into the main greeting area(closing doors behind me as I go) and no one is there. I am at this point debating whether or not to call 911. So I remember that they share this big old house with a Law Office. So I open the door that goes upstairs and ask, "Anyone there?". No answer. I'm shaking by this time....and am looking up the phone number to the local police(they don't have the 911 yet.) then I hear more movement upstairs, I open the door again and say really loud and pissy,"who's there!" then the lawyer says "Me." lol. I say "oh....ok". He was pretty lucky, as I had considered getting a knife of somesort out of the kitchen and doing a standoff while waiting for the police to come had I followed my initial instinct. Now that would have been a sight!!