My dad fortified the barricades in the stairway – there were heavier, stronger objects blocking it. He used two big chairs that I had been afraid of. I do not know why he thinks this is different than yesterday’s barricade. You push things around so that you have a big enough space in the middle for you to go through.
My dad was working in his shop in the basement. I was watching over my mom while she was fighting legions in her head horizontal on the couch. My mom decided she has had enough and went upstairs to go to bed. She made sure the barriers going up were sound. I was upset because I was left alone again, and I hated that. At first I tried the crying/whining trick. This usually works with my dad, but very rarely with my mom. After waiting a few minutes, I knew it was up to me to get me what I wanted, and so I did.
My mom bursts out laughing when she saw me – good sign. But she promptly went downstairs to tell my dad to come and get me. But they didn’t come and get me. They stayed downstairs laughing, telling future imaginative stories about what I will do when I get older and heavier and smarter. But I was upstairs left out! I wanted to join the fun.
So I did the thing that surprised even me – I went downstairs, by myself, one step at a time!
Life Lesson: You will never know the extent of what you can do until you reach the end of your rope, and you have nothing more to lose, and you just go ahead and DO IT.