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(Panic: The Beginning) I woke up this morning to get my daughter off school. We did our normal routine she got ready, I threw on clothes, put on coffee and drove her to the bus stop. After the bus pick her up I came home and made a hot cup of coffee and settled down to my desk to check my emails. I noticed that Sam (the dog) was no where to be found and I thought I may have left him outside. At this time it’s still early and I didn’t want Sam to bark and wake up the neighbors so I went outside to get him. I looked around and he wasn’t in the back yard so I thought maybe he was still in the house and I just didn’t see him. I went to the sliding glass doors he was staring at me. So problem solved. I went to slide the door open and it was locked. Crap. I can see the through the sliding door to the front door and it was locked. Crap. So here I am standing outside in the wet cold grass wearing a ratty worn crazy looking jogging suit, unshowered, hair not combed, teeth not brushed, barefoot , David’s out of town and I’m locked out of the freakin’ house. Craaaaaaap!
(Panic: Part Two) I thought Karen! she hasn’t left for work and she has a spare. I walked to her house. She doesn’t live that far away but cars were passing by and slowing down to stare at me in confusion making me fully aware that I looked like a barefoot lunatic who just escaped the ward. By the time I got to her house my toes were numb, my jogging pants were wet and I was embarrassed. She told me that may have the key, but guess what? She left it at work if she has it at all! Craaaaaaap!
(Panic: Part Three) I thought Alana! she has a key! I got in touch with her and she had a key in her book bag!!! Sweet relief. I couldn’t go into the school, so I borrowed Rob’s car and followed Karen to the school. And she went in and got the key for me. By this time I am gitty with relief and drove home to unlock that @#$* door. And I did…. except the lock at the top of the door was in place and the door would only open six inches. Craaaaaaap!
( Panic: The Final Chapter) I sat on the front step trying to figure out which would make David less mad… Is it better to break a window or axe the lock on the back door… Keep in mind even I called a locksmith something was going to be busted up… So I figured I would do the busting for free.
Then I remembered that I opened the window in my bedroom when the weather was warm. EUREKA!!!!! And I noticed that David left the ladder outside, (This is when I heard the angels singing) I went to the bedroom window and was able to finally get into the house. Here I thought Friday the 13th was last Friday but I may be wrong! This experience has taught me five lessons: 1. Don’t get locked out of the house. 2. If I would have stayed calm I would have remembered the window and saved Karen and Alana a lot of trouble. 3. Come up with a plan B in case I get locked out again. 4. I am completely safe in that house when David’s away. 5. Lock my bedroom window for lesson 4.
Drawing these keys was the obvious choice for the weekly challenge. And I am going to put my head in the sand until tomorrow.