The Masters Call

I got up to read my Bible this morning and decided to just throw on a pair of jeans and my “Rookie Dad” T-shirt.

After reading for a while, Gretchen came down the stairs and asked me if I could help her take the stroller out to the taxi which was waiting on her.

Even though I was still barefoot, I thought it wouldn’t hurt to just walk a few steps out the door and help my wife and daughter out a little – I mean it was the least I could do, all things considered.

 As I leaned over to kiss Gretchen goodbye, I heard the front door shut. Not usually a problem in the states, but here a doorknob is merely a handle that is only good for shutting the door. I was locked out.

No problem, I had the key… or so I thought.

Still no problem I can get in by opening the kitchen window and unlocking the side door. I’ve done it dozens of times.

Well, some Scruff McGruff thought it would be a good idea to lock the window and keep all of the scary old burglers out today. I was stuck.

Gretchen was already gone (and didn’t have a spare key anyway), so I went into secret agent mode, thinking of all my possibilities.

I ran down to Joy and Julio’s house – still barefoot and noticing it at this point more than ever. They weren’t home either. So I decided to borrow their ladder anyway (Oh yeah, by the way Julio, I have your ladder at my house) and  propped it up against my wall.

It didn’t even get me close to the window. Being 5′ 8″ really stinks sometimes. So I took it over to the kitchen side and luckily it was tall enough to get me onto my window sill. From there I gingerly lifted myself on a 5″ ledge a little higher up, which allowed me to reach my half open bedroom window with my finger tips.

For whatever reason, calling a locksmith wasn’t even an option at this point and I decided to jump. I caught onto the ledge and proceeded to awkwardly pull my fat body closer and closer to my goal. My dirty barefeet were flying everywhere by this time.

My neighbors were all watching me through their windows – their subtile way of showing their deepest concern for my well being I guess – and probably wondering “what kind of hicks have we been living next to for the past year?”

Well, I humbly made it inside with no broken bones or damaged property. I supose that’s what really counts.

What a way to get my day started! We’ll see what happens tomorrow. It’s a never ending adventure around here.