It was Inevitable...

When you live in an apartment with a door that locks automatically, it is inevitable that one day you will lock yourself out.

Last night, after enjoying a beautiful May Day holiday, we popped over to a friends house (practically across the street) to watch a movie. Our standard question when leaving the apartment is: "Do you have the keys?" Thad checked his pocket, heard the jingle and said "Yup, I've got 'em."

After enjoying the movie, complete with popcorn and cookies, we wandered back to our place. Thad pulled out his keys and said "oh no." I knew immediately what had happened. He had gone for a bicycle ride with Brad that afternoon, and the apartment key was sitting inside the pocket on his cycling jersey.

Oh well, we can try the balcony door...it's usually open. So, Thad climbed the wall (a little precariously, but he has had to do the same 3 times before) and went to our kitchen door. Locked. Wandered further down the balcony to our bedroom door, locked. Checked the windows, none were cracked.

Okay, well, we were pretty sure we had hidden a key somewhere on the balcony, but that was so long ago, that we couldn't remember where. Thankfully, there was a light to help Thad search while I waited below, looking up, hoping to hear a "woohoo!!". He searched and searched and searched. At this point it was pretty late, and I was worried that we were already going to have to wake someone up.

Thad continued looking for a while because the climb back down the balcony is not as easy as the climb up (he's never had to climb back down before...we usually have something open!!). Eventually, he gave up.

We wandered across the street to see if our friends lights were still on, all darkness. Thankfully, since he had his set of keys, we were able to go to our office and call around without having to wander from house to house scaring people by buzzing their door. Praise God, our first call, they were awake--nearing midnight. Phew, we had a place to sleep.

So, today, we are still waiting to hear from our Landlord--hoping to avoid calling a locksmith, they are as pricey here as they are in the States. We also have another option of trying to unlock our door with a card, since we didn't double-lock it. Praying it will work.

Oh, and to top it all off. Since we were just popping over to watch a movie, I didn't grab my purse, Thad didn't grab his wallet or jacket. So, we are reliant upon our gracious friends at the office for our 'food provisions' today. Mama Miller sent us to the office with fully tummies from Breakfast, so that was certainly appreciated. She had some fresh farm bread...soooo yummy!

All of that to say, it was inevitable. We knew it would happen one day... It just happened to be last night, unfortunately rather late.