I like the idea of being a spy in a secret life. My sister used to be convinced my dad was a spy - he isn't - but it was a fun family in-joke. I always though I'd be great at code-breaking or something but I wouldn't want the fate of international relations hanging on my getting the code right so just as well I'm not a spy.
DH has a semi-secret life, I guess. I only know a little bit about what goes on when he has been overseas. I don't ask, just wait for him to share. I know as much as I want to.
As far as security, our dogs are very loud and take their job of barking at the doorway very seriously. Nobody could sneak up on us. We also have guns and always keep one loaded, but I've never fired a gun. DH really wants me to learn to shoot and I'm not opposed to it, but don't really want to either. I will say, though, when he was gone for a year I got to be terrified when random strangers would knock on my door, that they were watching the house and knew I was there alone. I really should learn to shoot. I would have a hard time using a gun in an emergency, I think, but I suspect if I had children and someone were threatening them I would feel differently about it.
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