Responsibility

Y'all.

I've been saying I should have a reality show for YEARS but the stunt I pulled last Monday definitely sealed that deal.

I was leaving for work when I realized it was cold out that morning and I didn't have a jacket on. I placed everything I was carrying (keys, make up bag, and my lunch) on the dryer, which is located beside the door, and ran back to my closet to find a jacket to wear. I was running a bit late this particular morning, so I threw on the jacket as quickly as possible and scooped up my things as I walked out the door and slammed it shut. I go bouncing down the stairs, not too quickly of course because torn ACL, and reached my car only to find that I couldn't unlock the doors. I kept trying to get in and nothing happened. I got annoyed thinking that my key fob was in need of a battery, which would have actually been an amazing problem to have. Much to my dismay, I quickly realized that the battery was perfectly fine - I just didn't have my keys.

Nope, they were not in my pockets - I checked 5 times. They were not in my hands, even though I kept looking like I was a magician and they would just appear out of thin air. And, they were not in my make up bag that I removed everything from several times in disbelief. No, unfortunately, the keys were LOCKED INSIDE MY HOUSE. That's right. They were still on top of the dryer with my lunch. Managed to grab that make up bag though! #priorities

Now, even though I've lived in my house for almost a year I still haven't take the time to have spare keys made yet. God is apparently teaching me lessons in responsibility. And I apparently need them! 

I could not believe I left my keys inside, so naturally I climbed back up the stairs to check the door handle thinking maybe I didn't lock the door! Of course, it was for sure locked. I immediately texted Dad to asked if they had a spare key. I was in frantic mode so after 5 minutes with no response, I called him. No answer. Great. At that point, I texted my boss and told her I was going to be laaaaaaate to work since I didn't know how in the world I'd even get there. So, I sat down on the steps, took a quick Snapchat - because my life is funny and it needs to be shared - and started doing my make up while waiting on Dad to call.

I waited for what seemed like f o r e v e r and it was f r e e z i n g. I tried to get an Uber, but let's face it - I live 15 minutes out of town and it was 9am! No Uber in sight. I tried to use my credit card to break in, but I almost broke my credit card instead. I tried to get into the family's house, but apparently they like to be safe and lock all of their doors. I finally gave in and texted my girls from work, Hilary and Sarah, and asked if someone could come get me. Sweet Sarah volunteered and drove the 15 minutes out to my house to get me and my make up bag for work. Bless her heart, I owe her BIG! Dad finally texted me back when I sat down at my desk, almost 2 hours late. Thankfully, they did have a spare so I could get in after work. My precious Hil refused to let me Uber home, so she went out of her way to take me. I owe her big too! I grabbed the spare key from Dad and got in my house with just enough time to go watch the bachelor with my girls. And after a day like that, you know I poured a big glass of wine for the trash TV viewing. By the way, I didn't lock my door that night when I left again. I couldn't imagine getting locked out twice in one day!

Last Tuesday I said I was going to go have keys made for everyone I know. But it's been a week now and I haven't made a single key. Doesn't look like that responsibility lesson is sinking in! Someone send help.