I didn't feel like cooking, because I'm lazy and I didn't want to stress the inflamed wrist. We ordered pizza. Our power was out for a few hours. I didn't think about the fact that my doorbell wouldn't ring with no power.
I heard the pizza guy through the kitchen window, which was wide open. If I hadn't, it would have been okay. My favourite nosy neighbour told the pizza guy that we were definitely home (she had heard us talking when she walked past our house) and she would go out the back and holler to us. I saw her at my patio door after I paid for the pizza. We got a little distracted by a smoke detector going off. Stirling took a shower with a candle on in the washroom and didn't put it out.