8.25.2011

Locked Out

Last week I got locked out of the house.  It was not cool.
Here's what happened.
I decided to go get the mail.  I was feeling lazy, so I decided to go out of the front door and just lock it on my way out instead of going out the garage and having to wait on the garage door to open then put in the code to close it again.  I know.  Super lazy.  So I grabbed Zoey and the mail key and we headed out the front door.  When we got back, I discovered the door going from the garage to the house was locked.  Ugh.  I went around back and checked the back door.  Also locked.  Then I tried to pop a screen out of the dining room window.  No luck.  I headed over to the neighbors' house and asked to use their phone because of course I left mine inside the locked house.  I tried calling Sam to see if I could wake him up (he was on night shift) but no such luck because he sleeps like he's in a coma.  So we got the number to a locksmith, but when I called she said her husband was usually the one who did all the unlocking and he was out on a call right then.  So she gave me his cell number, I called, and he did not answer.  So I called the lady back and she said she'd come out and there wouldn't be a charge if she couldn't unlock the door.  (That gave me a lot of hope...) My neighbors were neighborly enough to let me wait at their house, and I got to know them a little bit.  Nice folks, and their little girl loved Zoey.  About half an hour later the locksmith's wife was at my house.  She tried the front door first, and couldn't get it.  So we went into the garage to see if she could unlock that door.  By this time, Zoey was really sick of being on her leash and just wanted to get down and run around.  I let her down and walked a little way away so she wouldn't get into the lady's tools.  That's when I looked in Sam's car.  There, hanging from the ignition, were his keys.  Go figure!  I didn't say anything for a minute because I felt stupid for not looking there before.  Then I realized I should be happy about this and told the locksmith that my husband left the keys in his car.  I think she was a bit relieved too because she was not having any luck with the doors.
When Sam woke up I told him about what happened.  He laughed.  Glad to see my misfortune entertains him.

7 comments:

Jessica said...

Thats sooooo funny-I hope you learned your lesson! lol jk! glad you got to meet your neighbors:)

Velika said...

Too funny! I think we all have to lock ourselves out sometime. Mine involved sending Jason's brother through a really small bathroom window (good thing he was only about 14 at the time or he never would have made it!) Glad you got back in.

Petersens said...

That's funny. At least the car was unlocked! Casey used to lock his in there all the time! ( and we keep a spare house key hidden in the garage just incase we lock ourselves out :)

~*~Amy~*~ said...

Haha, I have done the same thing. We now have a spare key in the garage.

Aunt Bec said...

I am the queen of locking myself out of things. I even locked my keys in my car 2 days in a row. Go Me! Do you want me to send you a lock box that you mount to the exterior of the house. It holds an extra house key? They are super nice to have for things like this and extremely secure.

Blake and Jordan said...

I think it's awesome that you got to meet your neighbors! Sometimes it's really awkward to introduce yourselves to new neighbors, but that seems pretty perfect! :) Glad you got back in!

Kourtney Dawn said...

Hehe!!! My awesome bad luck is rubbing off on you!!! One time, I locked my keys in my jeep, in the ignition, with the top off!!! I'm such an idiot!!! I actually probably locked my keys in that jeep like 12 times, I was a pro at breaking into it!!!