through the kitchen window

Saturday morning my friend Jamie and her dog Lola drove me and Briscoe to the dog park for some play time. Sunny and warm, it was the perfect weather to spend a little time out of doors. The perpetual worrier that I am, I was relieved that everything went smoothly at the dog park–Briscoe didn’t escape, run away or pick a fight with a malicious dog. Yes, everything went well… until we returned home. That’s when I realized that I had locked us out of the house.

Since we hadn’t driven, I didn’t bring my keys, and I had forgotten to unlock the door in the kitchen that leads into the garage. My first instinct was to call Jamie to see if I had ever given her a key to my house. The answer–no. Then I called an Air Force buddy of J’s, the one who helped me out immensely while J was deployed over the winter, to see if I had given him a copy of my key. Nope. However, he volunteered to come over to help figure out what to do. I assumed I’d have to pay a locksmith to let me back into my own house.

When JD arrived, I remembered that I had left the window over the kitchen sink unlocked, as I had it opened the day before. Jokingly I suggested we climb through the window to unlock the door. Surprisingly, JD thought it was worth a try and, using a small ladder from my garage (we have a touch pad that allows us to open the garage door from the outside), climbed up to the window, removed the screen, and hoisted himself through it. If only I had my camera to capture the moment his feet were dangling out of the window!

So by breaking into my house, JD saved me the hassle (and money) of having to call a locksmith, and I learned a very important lesson: make sure somebody has a copy of my house key. You should do the same.

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