Guess what I did on Saturday?!?!
Nope, didn't win the lottery, find Prince Charming or get a new puppy (though all of those would be AWESOME!!)...
I locked my keys in the house. The last time I locked my keys in the house, I was in second grade. I don't think that counts, so I'm going to call this a "first time" experience.
Saturday afternoon my refridgerator was going to get delivered and was rushing around. In my excitement...or, um...cold pill fueled state, I left the house without my cell phone. So, I turned the car around and got it. As I walked in the house to fetch said phone, I threw my keys on the counter. Then promptly locked the front door and walked out without my keys.
I felt soooo stupid! When that wore off, I had to figure out how to break into the house.
Tried the front door...didn't work.
Tried the back door...didn't work.
Tried the cellar door...didn't work.
(Are you sensing how diligent I am about locking the house?!?!)
And finally, I realized that I might be able to pry open a window. Next to the bay window in front of the house is a crank out window. I popped the screen, hoisted myself up and fell on into the house - all while my dogs freaked. the. heck. out.
Has anyone else's brain gone on vacation lately? Or am I really the dumbest person in New England?