...to discover that I'd locked myself out.
I'd turned the interior knob-lock to "lock" so I could take a shower, you see, without the fear of the workman just barging in on me. And thanks to my memory buffer being broken, I forgot that I'd done it.
So. Am currently in the Watertown Library, with nothing but the clothes on my back. (Thank goodness I had an old pair of shoes in my stairwell.) I am deeply frustrated, as I have a lot to do today, and I can't get back into my house to do any of it. Plus I really ought to nap today.
Plus I haven't had lunch, and I don't have any money.
...it's a good thing I was dressed. I do check for mail in my pajamas sometimes.
So yes! Anyone in the Watertown area feel like treating me to lunch while I wait for my landlords to get home?
EDIT:
emilytheslayer's got my back, and Adam called the school to have them have Elayna meet us at the restaurant so she's not sitting confused on the front stoop (school lets out in 10 minutes).ALSO EDIT: They told Adam they left the key in the mailbox. Okay. Had lunch with Emily, came home, fished key out -
It's the wrong key.
I tell the lazy idiot workman (this installation was supposed to be done on Friday). He doesn't believe me. I invite him to try it himself. He does so, and must admit that yes, it's the wrong key. So I sit in the dusty stairwell with my kid until the landlord comes back and unlocks the fucking door.
So I'm finally back in my house.
I'm taking a nap.
