Lesson learned... The Hard Way!

Now you would think that after locking myself out of my house last week I would be much more careful about grabbing my keys when I walk out of the door. You would think, but...
I was leaving today to go pick Courtney up from school and I was running a bit late so I was trying to hurry up and get Brooklyn out the door and into her car seat. I walked out and closed the door behind me. As soon as I heard the click of the door shutting I realized I DON'T HAVE MY KEY!!! That's right, I had locked myself out of my house AGAIN! I didn't know what I was going to do because the only spare key we have is float out in the middle of the ocean somewhere with Nick. The first thing I did was called the school and had them put Courtney on the bus with my friends daughter since I couldn't come get her. Then I sat on my front porch and started looking up locksmiths that could come let me in. (I am SO glad I had my phone with me) Just as I was dialing the number my neighbor pulled in and saw me sitting on my front porch. He came over to see if my car battery died and I needed help (which isn't a far fetch for me lately either). I explained to him that I was locked out and he said that it wouldn't be any problem for him to get me back in. About a minute later he had one of the bedroom windows open and I crawled threw and unlocked the door. I was so excited about getting into my house that I am not even going to focus on the fact that it was way to easy for him to break in.

Since Brooklyn was still buckled in her car seat, I grabbed my car keys and went straight over to Home Depot to get a copy of my key made.
Actually I got four of them made because I am going to hide these little bad boys all over town so that way if this ever happens again someone will be able to come let me in. I have FINALLY learned my lesson. :)