I think it is really great you worked your way through that mess. I know I had mini-tests like that with T; she worked in another's office a long way from either of our homes and the office building started having break-ins so the therapists would lock the front door leading to the waiting room if they were in the office by themselves. It was an upstairs, townhouse office and I'd get up this long set of stairs to a locked door (do doorbell or anything) and wonder what to do It often would take me quite some time to get the nerve to knock, to be allowed in, to be "wanted". What if they never came, didn't hear? This happened 2-3 times too and my T (or the other T) would apologize profusely and intellectually I understood but if was a hard thing to go through, the being sure you were not sure if you were wanted. . .