If you want a golden rule that will fit everything, this is it: Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful.William Morris.

Sunday, November 22, 2015

My day


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It was a nice crisp morning, temps in the high 20's and low 30's. Do have a wind from the northwest but sunny. All the makings of a beautiful day. Which it is. Made my list of things to accomplish today, had my coffee, a banana and proceeded to go about taking care of the things on my list.
I had strip the bed and done a couple of loads of laundry. Clean out the litter box. And straightened up and was dressed for the most part. Had a nice warm fire in the stove, in fact I felt overheated after vacuuming. So when I went outside to dump that stuff that I've vacuumed up (have a bag less vacuum) it felt rather refreshing,  being in short sleeves and Birkenstocks with no socks. Saying that to myself, until I went to open the door to get back in. 


Low and behold ... I hadn't unlock the bottom lock, so needless to say I had locked myself out of the house.
I've done this before and I would just go to my car use the garage door opener and unlock the back door with the key spare key that it is stashed inside the garage.  But because I had been in California, I had given the garage opener to "the man at the place" which was now in the house.
Being that it is cold, all the windows are shut and locked up tight as a drum.
 Don't want anyone to break-in you know.
So I cussed and walked around the house checking doors and windows. Did find one window unlocked in the sewing room but no, couldn't get it open.
Did some more cussing and trying to figure out what to do.
You see there were a few things not in my favor of getting back in, at least right away.
"The man of the place" it out deer hunting and normally will not be back until two or so. And here it is 10 o'clock in the morning. 
To think I was making such good progress on my list too.
Another reason of course is I didn't have my phone on me. Why would I, I'm cleaning the house.
Had thought about either walking to the nearest neighbor ( quarter mile away) to use their phone to call my father-in-law, who has a spare key, 
but you see, here is another the other reason
I do not have my dentures in. They are in the bathroom soaking..... getting cleaned.
That's right, I'm toothless.
I know that's just being vain.
 But I do not like to be seen without them in
And most people until now, don't realize I have dentures. Thought about walking just to my father-in-law's home who lives about a mile "as the crow flies", but to do that I would have to walk through pastures, woods and cross the creek all in my Birkenstocks  (no socks) and a short sleeve summer shirt. Decided against that, no need to get hurt or sick over this. 
So I decided to just sit it out in the car, out of the wind. Did happen to find a blanket in one of the trucks, some water and toilet paper in the feed truck. Yes that's right toilet paper, when you're out in the pasture working the cows and there's really not a close bathroom to use, you have to go outside.
Also found paper and a pen to write this all down, which gave me something to do and something to post later.
 I did write a letter to my mother also while waiting. 
Bundled up in a blanket for "the man of the place" to return. He does make it home around 2 o'clock and I am able to get into the house then.
But that's not the end of my story.
 I get in the house put on some warm socks and a warmer shirt and  phone rings, its my parents. they're down at the gate which is locked and they come to visit.
We had a good visit and a good laugh over it all.
Have to say my list will be ready for me tomorrow.

Note to Self...
Make a spare key to put outside somewhere so this never happens again
And
Never step outside the door without your teeth.

I am going to spend the rest of the evening having a nice warm meal and doing some quilting.


Thou I didn't get much done, it was a slow Sunday
Linking this story over at Kathy's Quilt

10 comments:

  1. Your story is soooo funny! I laughed and laughed. Glad it all turned out well.

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    1. Linda I am so glad you found this as funny as I can now. That is why I wanted to share my story. Thank you

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  2. Kathleen, you really had me chuckling. I know this was probably funnier to you after the fact. Your 1930's sampler is really coming along. Can't wait to see it finished.

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  3. Boy I hope I learn from your experience! The police let me in when only the bottom lock was locked. The officer used a credit card, presto. But you didn't have that option today. It is a good thing you don't keep your car locked all the time like I do. You survived nicely with some enforced meditation and fasting. It is such a good story now that it is over.

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  4. Two good "Notes to Self"--what a great story! :)

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  5. Getting locked out is the worst! I've done it about once a year in the last 6 years!! I have a spare key hidden now!

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  6. I do know that you shouldn't laugh over someone's misfortune but....there is always a but, I did laugh and laugh. You poor thing!!!!

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  7. What a story and what a day. This is just too funny.
    Greetings,
    Sylvia

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  8. What a situation. Oh my. It made me laugh but I know it probably wasn't the least bit funny to you at the time!

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  9. Sounds like you made the best of a bad situation. Thanks for sharing the story, though I'm sure it wasn't so funny when you were sitting in the car waiting for your guy to get home.

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