It was just last week that I commented to my husband on my Ladder Phobia. As in, "You could not pay me enough to get up on that ladder and paint the neighbor's house."
Ask and ye shall receive.
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It's not quite 9 o'clock in the morning, and I'm helping my mother-in-law load up her car to begin her journey home. Bags, coolers, and more bags. In and out of the house along with me is my preschooler, who's all about "helping" Mommy and Grandma. Yes, you know the kind of help I'm talking about. He's in his underpants and t-shirt; I'm sporting bed-head and am in my stylish candy-cane pajama bottoms and a tank top, sans upper-body support.
I head in for the final load, and pull the back entrance screen door, which we'd been using. It is stuck.
No wait, it's worse than stuck. It's locked! We're all outside, in various forms of (un)dress, and the door is locked.
PANIC sets in instantly.
OK, remain cool, Marie, you can figure this out.
No problem! I know where there's a spare key. I grab it and head to the front door. But I can't get to the front door, because that screen door is locked too.
With those options out, I realize that I must go in through a window. Oh, and the "ground floor" at our house isn't exactly near the ground. Luckily I had opened a locked window earlier, just a bit, and I knew that particular screen could be jostled.
So I head to the garage for a ladder. As I set it up, I know it is the preschooler, my 78 year-old mother-in-law, or me who has to climb it.
Yep, time to eat my words.
And let me tell you, there is no graceful way to climb into your house, bra-less, in candy-cane PJ bottoms. Not even in front of your mother-in-law.
I never did finish my cup of tea this morning. Not that I needed it after that!
Well, that's one fear conquered.
Posted by: Sarcasmom | Tuesday, October 02, 2007 at 05:52 PM
LOL! Oh that would be something that would have happened to me.
Posted by: vw bug | Tuesday, October 02, 2007 at 07:39 PM
Oh my that is funny! (sorry to have laughed at you!) Like vw bug said, that would be something that would have happened to me!!
Posted by: Melody | Tuesday, October 02, 2007 at 07:54 PM
If not caffeine, then alcohol. I believe this is why they invented Bloody Mary's and mimosas!
Posted by: Bluegrass Mama | Tuesday, October 02, 2007 at 09:29 PM
I bet your son remembers this for the rest of his life and tells the story at the most inopportune times. Kids are good at that.
Posted by: Barbara | Tuesday, October 02, 2007 at 09:46 PM
The mental picture absolutely cracked me up!! What a great story (and better you than me, although now I'm sure I'll get mine! ;) )!
Posted by: Jennifer | Wednesday, October 03, 2007 at 12:32 AM
Somehow the Candy Cane PJ bottoms absolutely makes this story for me. :)
Posted by: Elle | Wednesday, October 03, 2007 at 06:17 AM
LOL
Oh, I so needed that laugh this morning. I think after that adventure, you should skip the caffeine and head straight for the hard stuff.
Posted by: kristi | Wednesday, October 03, 2007 at 09:31 AM
Awesome. I guess having an audience case is better than having been alone with your preschooler.
Hannah once locked me out of the house and she was inside...when she was one and half.
That was scary.
Posted by: raehan | Wednesday, October 03, 2007 at 05:06 PM
ROFL! OMG, that would so happen to me too!
Posted by: Lisa | Thursday, October 04, 2007 at 06:39 AM