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Mar. 13th, 2006 03:58 pmSo I went somewhere this morning, and when I got back I realized I had forgotten to bring along my keys. It's the first time I've ever locked myself out - I always check for my keys in my pocket before leaving, but for some reason I completely spaced out. And yet I didn't feel panicked, even though I thought I should be. There I was with my baby, desperately needing to go to the bathroom and get Emma down for a nap, locked out of my house, and I was completely calm. No one was home across the street, so I couldn't use their phone to call anyone or anything. Eventually I wandered to the back and discovered the storm doors for the basement weren't locked. And I thought, well, at least we could hang out in the basement, but the door at the top of the stairs would be locked - I always lock it. But I thought of trying it, just to see - and lo and behold, it was unlocked! I rememberd then that when our sink had been broken last week the maintenance man had been going back and forth from the basement, and apparently I just forgot to lock it again. Careless, but in this case I was very glad. So in the end it was a very brief adventure, but it reminded me that someone's definitely looking out for me...