MissRachel wrote: ↑June 18th, 2021, 11:11 am
I also think the Houdini moment is when you thought the family was gone for the day and then hear the front door swing open and the family shows up back at home with several relatives in tow for a party. How fast can you pull off the rubber boots, rubber gloves and the mack, pull on your normal street cloths and sit with the newspaper open, reading it with a cup of coffee and look like "I was here just relaxing all morning face!"
That is a the real Houdini Moment!
I had been at the height of layering when I heard the front door go. The panic was so great that I almost forgot how buttons and zips worked! I managed to come downstairs in a composed manner with a casual "hello love", hoping to God that she didn't want to go up, and discover the heap of sticky rainwear strewn about the bedroom. Funny thing was that I never usually wore more than one layer, it just had to be on that one ocassion! Later on a popped up and tidied away as quietly as I could. I always wonder d if she ever suspected, but she never let on.