Me and my husband went to a hotel this weekend for some alone time. The door to the room seemed like it didn’t wasn’t to open easily. After five minutes of testing the door ( opening and closing and trying again multiple times),I switched rooms. The next one was better but not perfect. Later on that night I was a little anxious about not being to open the door but I talked myself out of it. The next morning when it was time to go, my husband went to the door and was like “oh crap it won’t open, call the front desk”. I went to panic mode and grabbed my phone about to call. He said just kidding and opened the door. He said he didn’t know I was going to panic like that. He thought I would of just tried the door. I don’t like elevators or anything that I can’t just walk away from. It made me a little angry that he did that. But I’m super upset about how anxious I was over that door. I never had that happen to me. And I was so proud of myself because my driving anxiety has gotten a little better. And yes, he will be punished with no sex for a week.