By Jamie Rieger
We have all had “one of those days” from time to time. Sometimes, it is a moment in the midst of it all that really sets the tone for the entire day. You know those moments when you put the milk in the pantry and the can of tuna in the fridge or can’t remember where you put those darn reading glasses until you sit on them.
We’ve all had those moments (hopefully, not to many of them!) and anybody who claims they have never done anything like that is likely fibbing.
Well, I had such a moment the other day when I was about to make a quick trip out. When I have these moments, it is usually when I am rushed. Anyway, I grabbed my wallet, put on my sunglasses, grabbed my reading glasses, and out the door I went. As soon as I closed the door, I knew what I did. Where the heck are my keys and why the heck did I grab my reading glasses? Oh, poop! (Or something like that!) Of course, the first thing one does is push on the door in some mindless effort of hoping it will magically open for you while locked. You then remember that you had not put back the spare key, so that option was out.
Knowing I had the door on the balcony opened earlier in the day, I did what anybody else would have done in the same situation. I grabbed a lawn chair and scaled myself up to the balcony and over the railing.
I turn the door knob. Locked. Oh, poop! (Or something like that…again!) I look over the railing to the lawn chair on the ground and make a meager attempt to climb over the railing. Nope, there is no way in heck I am going to try to go down the same way I went up.
So, I sat and waited until my neighbour got home and asked if he could bring me a ladder and make a phone call for me so I could get back into my house.
He obliged (he did not even laugh once; at least not to my face!) and soon I was back down on terra firma, waiting to have my door unlocked, which came quicker than I expected and I was very appreciative. A few laughs were shared and I was back inside the comforts of home, vowing to never be so hasty to get out the door again that I forget to take my keys with me.