After we had a break-in two years ago (the guy rang the doorbell to 'see' if we were home, and I was, just 6-weeks post-partum and didn't feel like getting it), I always go to the door. Don't always answer it, but just to let them know I'm here now.

But really - I'm so careful anymore. If they think I'm a bitch, well then - I'd rather be a bitch than have another intruder bust through my basement window.
