This morning

Soooooo....as most of you know, Jess is camping this week. This morning started out like any other week day when she's gone. I got up, ate breakfast, got everything I needed for work and headed out the door. That's where the trouble started.

The SECOND I shut the door behind me I realized something.....I forgot my keys. Ummmm, yeah.

This has only happened one other time, and Jess was home that day, so I just called her and she woke up and opened the door for me. Today, I just panicked. I'm thinking, how in the world am I going to get back inside, get my keys, and make it to work on time. I HATE being late to anything, so I was so mad that I pulled such a boneheaded move.

So first, I tried to use an old subway card to open the door. We've tried this many times when we've been locked out. It just doesn't work. Our apartment is kind of old, but it's like Fort Knox. Seriously, you can't break in. I even went across the street to the people who used to have a key to our apartment, but they didn't answer the door. Next, i tried the sliding glass door. Of course, locked. At this point I started really panicking. I went down to the basement area and started looking for things that i could use to get up to our side window. I found an old ladder and brought it out to the driveway. Did I mention that the driveway goes DOWN, so the ground is not level? Once again....yeaaahhh. So picture this, me on an old, rusty ladder that I couldn't get to open up, on an unlevel surface, trying to open our window. I managed to pry the screen off, but the window wouldn't budge. i'm sure the neighbors got a funny view. They probably thought I was a terrible robber or something.

At this point, I got a text from Jess. Finally, some good news. Usually she doesn't have any service out there, but she randomly did. So I called her back and explained the problem. She gave me our landlords number so I could call him to open the door.

Remember, we have an illegal cat in our apartment, who loves to wait right at the door when you open it. So I was worried that if I called the landlord, he would open the door for me and see the cat. I risked it. I was already late for work, so I had to do something.

Luckily, he was nearby, so he drove to our place in about 10 minutes. As he walked up the driveway I reached out my hands and said, "thank you so much, I'm late for work" I pretty much grabbed the keys out of his hand before he even got close to the door. I ran up the stairs, unlocked the door and handed him the keys back as quick as I could. Once again, Luckily, he didn't try to come in.

I walked into the apartment to get my keys AND.......no kitty. I walked around calling his name, but nothing. No sight of him. I know all the places he sleeps and hides, so I started checking everywhere. Nothing.

At this point I was like, am I in some sort of twilight zone? Did the cat disappear? i thought, maybe I shut him in a closet or under the sink on accident. I started calling out that I had a treat. Kitty ALWAYS comes running for that. Nothing. I shook his food bag and even put some food in his dish. Nothing. That REALLY made me worry.

Finally, I looked under the bed, and wouldn't you know it, there he was...terrified. I think all the banging I had been doing on the windows and doors had really freaked him out. I had to drag him out b/c he was so scared. Anyways, I made it to work 20 minutes late, but at least I made it. Plus, my job is awesome now, so It didn't matter that I was late. I just made it up by taking a shorter lunch. So there you go.....one awful morning.