So the air conditioning in the Jeep went out again and so as we were on our way home from choir practice last night, we decided we'd drop it off at our friendly repair shop so they could look at it on Monday.
So went to pick up Brian's mom's SUV to borrow while it's in the shop and we left the Jeep in the shop parking lot and put the keys in the over night drop box. Well we get into our neighborhood when I started to think and I stopped the car dead in the middle of the road and said, "Brian, we don't have a way into the house." You see, Brian only took the car key with him, so the house key was in the house. Our garage door opener is programmed into his Jeep, and the key to the Jeep was in the lock box at the shop. No problem, Brian said, I'm sure there's a window open. Nuh-uh. When Brian first started going out of town I made sure the house was completely secure. Go me. All the doors and windows were locked, We didn't have a way in, both of our wallets were in the house, but luckily Brian's brother lives down the street.
So we went to Scott and Carries to try to call a locksmith, which is virtually impossibly on a Sunday evening. Don't people want our business? Good grief! Meanwhile, Dad and Eric and Sheena head to our house to have cake to celebrate Kevin's birthday (He's on a mission but we thought we'd celebrate anyway. ) and see that we're not there. So they go to Scott and Carries and after much deliberation, all the men went to our house to try to "break in" while the girls hung out with the babies.
So this is how it all went down. Cue "Mission: Impossible" theme song please...They take a hammer and after a couple of tries, Scott broke an apparently hard-to-break small picture window. They said it was so loud and our neighborhood is SO quiet, they were afraid someone was going to come out and call the cops. Then the three other guys hoisted him up (he's the smallest) into the very high window and he unlocked the door. They cleaned it up and that was that. Now we have a patched up window we've to to get fixed but I hope since it's small that it's cheap. ugh. At least it's good to know that it's hard to break into our house.
You'd think that two college graduates like Brian and me could have thought through the process before doing something so stupid, but no. So that was our crazy evening, and it will NEVER happen again.
Monday, March 26, 2007
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7 comments:
Wow. That's a great story to tell Abby when she's older! I can see her just cracking up about it! I'm glad you finally got into your house! I hope the window is a cheap fix!
I wish I would have known about the party so that I could have been there to help "break in". Sounds like fun.
It was really last minute. When we went to pick up the car Brian invited Dad over for cake. We didn't think he'd really come and bring Eric and Sheena with him.
You have got to give a spare key to your family members (especially the ones that live by you!) Man...I can't believe you had to break a window!!!!
I don't mean to laugh but this is something I TOTALLY would have done. I've had my share of blonde moments. Sorry it was such a pain in the rear. That sucks.
What a pain! We've had our share of similiar experiences. More than I'd like to remember. Live and learn, I guess.
I have had SOOOO many things like that happen to me that it's not even funny. It makes for a good story, though!!!
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