I'm Such a Push-Over

With the volume of my kids, I can't exactly pretend I'm not home. Not to mention that it drives Ezra completely crazy if someone rings the doorbell and we don't answer it. So, when the salesman came to our door, of course Ezra opened it wide.

There was a man there selling household cleaner. He cleaned my doorknob. He wrote on his demo towel and then got it right out with his new, fancy cleaner. He was a really nice guy.

With all of my being, I wanted to politely tell him to go away. But I couldn't. I kept seeing the guy from "The Pursuit of Happyness" and I couldn't tell him no. I just new that his poor little homeless son was right around the corner!

I felt like such a dork for buying it until I talked to my neighbor later and realized I'd paid half as much as she had.

I gotta stop answering the door!