Last night, I woke up around midnight and noticed that lights were on outside my bedroom door. Prior to going to bed I had left them on for my roomate because she was not at home. I figured she must still be out and so I decided to get up and get a drink of water. When I opened my bedroom door, I noticed the porch light was on and I thought that was odd and figured she had forgotten to turn it off before she left earlier in the evening. I walked over and turned it off and moved to walk into the kitchen for my water when, much to my surprise, someone suddenly appeared on the porch and opened the sliding door. I was terrified it was a burglar or an attacker. I made the classic surprise yelp, put both hands on my cheeks and gave a little scream, all before I realized it was Tiffany. She was just as freaked out as I was because I had flipped the lights out on her. We each had a nice little laugh and then I had to get my racing heart rate back to normal before I fell back to sleep.
Much to my delight we were still able to laugh about it this morning.