There was a knock on the door last night at about 9:45. A guy was looking for a motorcycle he had seen on Kijiji. The Google map was unclear. I said I knew nothing about it. The man at the door described the ad further, asking if there were 'any guys' around who might know about it. Again, I said I knew nothing about it.
Sometimes I get into this state of mind where I almost forget that my house can actually be seen from the road. (Hint: my house can DEFINITELY be seen from the road)
It's like I think I'm living in a sort of Potterverse and there's an incantation that only allows my close friends and family to find the place.
Then I get a knock on the door at 9:45 at night and I'm reminded that there is no magic to hide me, no forcefield protecting me from strangers, harmful or otherwise.
Just a deadbolt.