A couple of months ago, someone tried to break into our house in the middle of the night. As the rest of the family slept like logs, I awoke at 3:00 a.m. to the sound of someone trying to get in the front door.

Long story short, he was arrested with no real damage done. Except, of course, for the fact that I haven’t slept much since.

Every creek of our old home wakes me up; sure that someone is on the stairs, in one of the girl’s bedrooms, or lurking behind a dark corner.  Of course, even after I get up to check, it’s hard to get back to sleep, so lately I’ve been spending a good chunk of time lying in bed at night exercising my imagination.

We took some simple steps to beef up our security – you know, double- and triple-checking the locks on the doors before bed, actually turning on the security system at night, buying an aluminum baseball bat. 

And then, one beautiful day last week, a package arrived in the mail. Hubby said it was a gift for me, but I should open it after the girls went to bed. Turns out, the next person who tries to break into our house is in for a real shock, because in the box was my very own stun gun! 

Let me tell you, nothing makes a girl feel secure like 200,000 volts of electricity popping and zapping in her hot little hands. The pepper spray loaded in the handle is the icing on the cake.

For me, it’s the perfect solution. I feel empowered to do some real damage if I ever have to face-off against and intruder, but I know it won’t kill anyone if  (God forbid) the kids ever find its hiding place, unlock the safety and decide to give it a go. 

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some sleep to catch up on.