Tuesday, January 21, 2014


The garbage needed taken out.  "Out" being the attached garage.  One has to unlock the door to go into the  garage.  But apparently my hand hit the lock just right, or rather, just wrong, as I went out the door.  And the door swung closed behind me.  Locked.

You know the whole use a credit card to jimmy the lock thing?  Well, it does work - I've done it.  But your door has to be loose.  I didn't have a credit card because they were on the other side of the locked door along with my keys and cell phone but I do have a variety of putty knives and I proved that no thief is going to get through that door that easily.  Wire.  I have wire that can be bent into hooks, yes I do, but not thin enough wire to slip into the lock.  I ain't gettin' back through that door from there without damaging the door.

Yes, I do have a lock box with a spare key in it.  On the other side of the house.

Did I mention that I'm wearing flip flops?  And that there's a good 6 inches of snow on the ground?

Yeah, that was fun. 


  1. Hopefully your day has gotten better.

    1. I refused to go outside again the rest of the day. And put shoes on.

  2. LOLOLOLOLOL! Sorry, I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing with you. LOLOLOLOL!
    OK, I lied. I'm laughing at you. LOLOLOLOL!


  3. Welcome to Alaska, pilgrim! Next time, add "digging through snowdrifts, looking for the newspaper" before realizing you're locked out.


  4. Oh DAYUM... Thawed out yet? :-(