I went out the kitchen door this morning to look at my seedlings. I have some seedlings planted in small pots on my window sill and they need a water before the hot sun strikes them. So I watered the little seedlings and went to the door, intending to get in and watch my favorite TV show.
Little did I know that that was not to be. A broken off door of my kitchen cupboard stands in the corner between the kitchen door and the cupboard. It took upon itself to slip and adhere itself to the kitchen door so the door was jarred. I could open it only as much as to let a cat in or out. So I was locked out !!
It is not a good thing to be locked out at 10 to 6 a.m, with only the stray cats for company. I tried every means I knew to get in. The front door- was locked from inside.
The bell – rung and rung again- but no one responded because my daughters were in their room with the door closed tight shut and the AC on. My husband too.
I tried all the windows on the ground floor- no go.
I decided to sit on the kitchen door step and take my time. Perhaps God wanted me to take time off, taking some time to get my daily steps instead of lying down in front of the TV. The stray cats surrounded me and in their own way asked me what happened. I told them I couldn’t get into the house. All of them sat down by my feet, as though they understood. So I spent an hour on the door step waiting for my husband to come to get his morning cuppa. He didn’t – today being Saturday. So I tried the bell again and banged the front door too. This time he heard and came down.
The front door was opened and I explained what happened. I had to sit down to recover from my locked out adventure. My husband sat down with me. Using the opportunity, I asked him to prepare breakfast and he did !!
So being locked out has its advantages too- sit and look around at things we don’t usually mind and then when we get in, we may be able to make others do things for us.
Oh man! What an experience Susie!
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But husband to the rescue- with breakfast. So all good !
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Hero hubby!
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Trauma!!! I’ve locked myself out of every place we lived. Correction: usually it was a child who caused the house to be locked. Each time John was at work, anywhere from 20 to 50 miles away.
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First time for me. And because of a broken off door. Everyone has to have a first time.
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Let’s hope it will also be the last time you’ll get locked out.
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Been there …done that…now I keep a key hidden out side ..for just an occasion.
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That is good- sometimes I use that method- for others to get in.
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Have also managed to lock myself out. One time I contemplated trying to fit the child through the cat flap.
Now I tend not to lock one of the upstairs windows, that way I can squeeze through
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My children manage to lock themselves out of the house by not taking the house key with them when they go out and no one being at home to open the door when they return. They invariably find their way in- through a kitchen or dining room window.
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It helps to be smaller than an adult. You can get into all sort of places.
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Yes, so it is. 🙂
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Love the title of your blog. You might like this quote..”.If you are going to be crazy you better get paid for it ..otherwise you might end up in the nut house.”unknown
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Thank you so much, as yes I do love that quote
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Susie … I shouldn’t be smiling … I know I shouldn’t be smiling … but I am.
I love that you had a chat with the cats, and I adore that your Hero came (eventually) and rescued you from your lonely (except for the cats) place on the step.
And … I love that he made you breakfast too. Bless him.
I hope you’ve recovered from your lock-out.
Sending squidges ~Cobs. x
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Thank you, Cobs. It was not good while it happened but good later on.:)
Susie
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Lots of love to you Susie. ❤️ 💛 💚 💙 💜
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A little funny how you got locked out – but I am glad you got in soon! Makes for a good story to look at later 🙂
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I love your perspective Susie….time to look around.
When our children were small we would shove them through a window to open the door…that was back when we didn’t lock our windows!
Glad your husband came to the rescue.
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My little sister used to lock herself in the bathroom. Mother would have to call Daddy home to get her out. LOL
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I could feel the frustration and then the peace that came along with talking to the cats! I love finding the good and you did that! Thank you so much for sharing!
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Bethany !! How are you ?
Is all well ?
Susie
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HI!!!!!
I am still recovering over a month later from the 5 grand mal seizures. My memory is touch and go. Good days and bad days. Weird memories i forgot and then remember and some a total blank.
Currently dealing with some other health issues that are exacerbating it.
But otherwise good!
Have taken some fabulous sky pictures! In the last few days and butterflies and dragon flies and flowers.
So I’m ok!
Thank you for asking!
I’m so sorry you got locked out!
I’m glad you made the best of it
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Being locked out is good in a way that makes you appreciate what you have in hand and then when you get in again, you appreciate the inside even more. Glad you are ok. I think nature is the only thing that is almost constant and having healing power and if you look at it that way, a true friend.
Susie
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Jeez,that was not a good start for a Saturday morning but breakfast made with love I bet it made it up😉
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