Ever have one of those days where you get a bit twisted up?
Most work days I have a pretty set routine that allows me to get everything done in the most efficient manner, while at the same time making sure I don’t forget anything from my list.
This morning I started out by rushing about the house, making final preparations for the repairmen due to arrive soon. Off my typical schedule, out of order and in a rush I did something very silly – locked my keys inside our house, only minutes after closing the last open windows on the first floor.
Sliding my hand across the backside of my pocketless pants, I realize my cell phone is sitting on a table next to the window just out of reach. Rushing around to check the locked windows I felt a panic begin to boil and I wanted to cry.
No time for tears, I just finished my mascara and needed to get back inside. “At least you have shoes on,” I told myself “At least you weren’t in a bathrobe.”
After checking all the windows in the backyard twice it was time to climb our broken gate. Once in the front yard, there were far fewer windows available to me, the open windows were all on the 2nd floor with no way up.
“Seven fifty-five in the morning” and I have to get back into the house. Time to meet the neighbors. Not the way I would have liked to meet our neighbors (knocking on the door before 8 am while they are sleeping) but at least they were very nice and let me use a phone so I could call David.
David was able to get home to me in about a half hour, my hero!
Always look for the positive – I got in before the contractors showed up and they were not trying to call me while I was locked outside with our dogs.