May 21, 2007
Worst Start to a Monday EVER
7:15 AM- Wake up Big I for school.
7:30 AM- Realize Big I is almost completely ready for school. She may actually be EARLY for a change.
7:45 AM- Wake up Lil C and prepare to leave.
7:47 AM- Go to my purse to get my keys and remember I left my keys in the diaper bag.
7:48 AM- Frantically realize that diaper bag is locked in the car.
7:49 AM- Call Mr. BBM, who is already at work, who tells me to point the phone at the car while he hits the unlock button from 45 minutes away in his office because he obviously thinks he’s McGuyver or something.
7:50 AM- Run outside with Lil C in my arms to double-check that car is indeed locked.
7:51 AM- Hear the front door slam behind me and see Big I standing outside the house. Do the slow "NOOOOOOOOO" scream. Realize that the three of us are now locked out of the car AND the house.
7:52 AM- . . . but I still have the phone. Hang up with Mr. BBM and call Mom.
7:53 AM- Mom is on her way. The three of us sit down and cuddle to keep warm because it is cool this morning. We also fight a losing battle with a family of mosquito’s who probably felt they had just discovered a buffet.
8:16 AM- Mom arrives, let’s us in the house and hands me her keys to take Big I to school.
8:25 AM- Pull into school and realize that the door Big I always goes in is now locked. (This is her first time being late.) She’ll have to go in the office, which means I’ll have to go in with her. Realize that I am wearing bright lime green capri pajamas with cats all over them, a t-shirt from college that now has paint all over it. . . . and no bra to the school with the best dressed Mom’s before 9 AM that I have ever seen. We won’t even begin to discuss the state of my hair.
8:26 AM- Explain to entire office full of school personnel and extremely well-dressed Mom’s why we’re late.
8:27 AM- Return to car and drive home.
8:40 AM- Mr. BBM calls from work and says that there’s a valet key in the house that would have worked in the car, and indeed it does.
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Oh my GOSH! That sounds like a comedy of errors that you’d see on a sit com somewhere… Thank goodness that you had your phone with you, and you had support available to rush in.
Well.. now you know about the valet key.. there is one positive thing that came from it all.
I hope that the rest of the day runs far more smoothly for you.
Go to Wal-Mart, get a “Hide-a-key” for the car, and stick that valet key in there…it’s a life saver! At least you’ll have an ounce of prevention if, like me, you’re prone to locking yourself out of things.
Remember, times like this are when training feels best – I particularly like to teach sparring classes when I have bad days… 😉
Ah, what a Monday!
You know BBM, as a locksmith, I would have given you two freebies. If only we lived in the same town. As soon as word got out with my “friends” (i.e. very casual aquaintances and those really close buddies of mine who used to beat me up in junior high, etc.) that I was a locksmith, I started getting calls at all hours to do freebies. Because, you know, we are so close and all, and I’m sure they would give me freebies in their career fields if I needed help.
This often amounted to friends of drinking buddies calling me at 2:15 am when they realized they had locked themselves out of their cars in a drunken stupor. After 1. I woke up, 2. I realized they were drunk, and 3. they were expecting my locksmithing services for free (I don’t open cars for money if I think the person is drunk), I told them to call somebody else, like a taxi until they sobered. After the enevitable string of slurred invectives aimed at me, I would hang up and go back to bed.
But I would have opened your car and house for free. It probably doesn’t help that many cars can be opened in like 10 seconds with the right tools and knowledge, and I always loved opening houses. In fact, the first thing I would have tried on your house would have been the ol’ “credit card” since it was only your doorknob that was locked, and your door probably would have popped open in a few seconds (using the deadbolts makes my job harder).
I hope the rest of your day gets better!
It is already annoying when it arrive while you are alone, I could imagine with you two kids!!
And you might have been the talk of the school!! Poor you!!!
Ah – Mondays! What more can you say!
(…but I’d have loved to have seen that outfit!! :O )
My neighbor was helping me with my kids and he left his keys at my house yesterday. I didn’t realize it till this morning. When I asked him how he got in his house, he said he’s got a thingy on his garage door that has a keypad and you punch in a code. Very useful for such a situation.
Sorry to laugh at your misfortune but that WAS FUNNY! Talk about Murphy’s Law. The part I liked best was when your husband tried to McGuyver the car lock from his office. After reading this, my day wasn’t so bad after all!
Wow, that certainly ranks for a crappy morning. The valet key was the inevitable punchline.