Zero to One Hundred

The sound of smashing glass at 1am last night got me out of bed at lightning speed. 

I woke Karina telling her “A window just broke…!”, as I started my careful advance through the house envisioning a few ‘take-down’ options, lest I stumble on to an unwanted visitor.

Karina went to check on the girls in the bedroom next door, who were also waking from the loud disturbance.  “A glass fell mom”, Olive told Karina, yet the kitchen inspection revealed no such incident.

After clearing the basement with no sign of window ‘breach’, I headed outside with Cosmo and my favourite forest hatchet, heading towards the shop or other potential sources of trouble. 

Luckily Karina called out from the house that the issue had been located.

Our twenty year old corner curio cabinet shelf, overloaded with glassware, had given out dumping a comical load of items within.

Though the cacophony was probably louder than a window breaking, it was a very welcome sight.  

Our ability to go from sound asleep to fully ready for action is obviously a survival trait built into our DNA, and although this was a false alarm, I love being able to go from zero to a hundred in a flash. 

While laying in bed awake for the next couple hours, letting the adrenaline drain from my blood stream, I was able to write this blog, and reflect on improvements to my emergency response plan. 

In the morning when Hazel asked, “Dad were you walking around with an axe last night?” 

Yes, and, I am confident knowing that next time, I may even have a flashlight ready.

As they say, ‘the time to fetch water is before you are thirsty’.

• Now that’s a peak ethos.