Locked Out

Guess who locked herself out of her house this morning, not 5 minutes after L left in a cab to the airport?

Nothing will make you panic more than knowing you might not be able to get into your house or car for 4 days without the aid of a locksmith, and you don't know of a locksmith to call.

We have a front door that automatically locks when you close it.  You have to have a key to open it when you’re outside.  In the 10 months I’ve lived in our house and the 11 months that L has lived there, neither of us has done this before.  Luckily, I did manage to grab my cell phone on my way out the door (I’ve been accidentally leaving it at home a lot recently, which sounds scary but seriously- who do you talk to on your cell while you’re at work?) so I was able to call L and ask him to turn around and come back and let me in the house so I could drive to work instead of being stuck outside for 4 days.  L really is my knight in shining armour.

Pretty sure we'll be hiding a spare key somewhere outside the house for future lock-out emergencies.