So I had to break into my house today. I know you’re saying what the heck, but really I did. I took my daughter to school this morning with the usual craziness except her teacher tried to run us down with her car. I didn’t know it was her teacher at the time but I do now and I’m keeping my eye on her! Anyway, I thought that would be the extent of the excitement for the day, at least I was hoping for that to be the end of the excitement for the day. But when I got home, little did I know that A: my kid had locked the garage door and the opener on my car AND the key pad on the side of the house would not open it, B: I don’t (for reasons unknown to me) have a key to my house. So at first I thought I would be just fine because I never lock the back door, except this time! So I thought I could just go in through the dog door. Well first, I have very small dogs and second I haven’t lost that much weight! But of course I tried to do it. I got to my shoulders and then got stuck. I felt like I was being birthed again, at least that’s what I think it was like. I’m almost crying because I can’t reach my phone in the back pocket and who do I call that is going to help me out of this mess. The dogs are looking at me like I’m crazy, I am but we don’t need to remove all doubt! So then I think there has to be a window that I haven’t locked somewhere. I find one! But I can’t get the #*@%ing screen off! I have no access to tools because those are in the garage that I can’t get into. But I do have the key to my car on me! So I jimmy that under the screen, 15 times the charm, and pop it out. I open the window and crawl in. Should I be concerned that the neighbors don’t ask or call the cops or anything? And that’s how I had to MacGyver my way into the house. Anyway, I in the house now and getting ready to go meet someone about doing some food styling and photography for her cupcake company! Have a lovely day everyone!
I had to MacGyver my way into the house today!
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I think at some point I would have just started looking for a rock I could throw. I hate locking myself out. Not that it’s ever happened to me…