What a week! Capped off by locking myself out of the house. I went to say goodbye to the view before I changed to work clothes and drove to town. The back sliding door sometimes seems locked but can be opened, and then when you shut the door DOES lock. Not a good thing 10 miles from town. I immediately realized what a dilemma I was in, but checked every door and window anyway. Fortunately I found a pair of river shoes so I at least had SOMETHING on my feet.
I then went through all my options.
1. Walk to the Nowells- a mile or more down a caliche road, hoping they would be home and not think I was a complete loon. And when I got there? No plan.
2. Walk to town- to the little house on Grace. Call Tracy. Problem is, I discontinued my phone service. Plus it was 10 miles. Plus, I was wearing a T-Shirt and plain white bikini panties.
3. Bash the well house siding in and get the key to the back door, which I had responsibly placed there for emergencies. And then forgot that Tracy added a dead bolt to the door. THAT key was in the house. Siding repairs would be expensive and probably not take place anytime soon.
4. Sit in the garage all day hoping someone would show up to work and help me problem solve. Fat chance. (Of someone showing up to work). Temps of over 100 expected.
5. (The winning option) Bash the door knob off the garage entry door. Tracy had put up a temporary door knob, which was a pretty cheap model. I found the top to an old fashioned ice cream maker made from cast iron and started bashing. The knob came off pretty easily, but the guts took a bit more doing and more make due tools. But at last- success!!!!
Lesson learned. Keys have been appropriately placed. (Maybe I should put a cute outfit somewhere too).
Stay tuned.
I then went through all my options.
1. Walk to the Nowells- a mile or more down a caliche road, hoping they would be home and not think I was a complete loon. And when I got there? No plan.
2. Walk to town- to the little house on Grace. Call Tracy. Problem is, I discontinued my phone service. Plus it was 10 miles. Plus, I was wearing a T-Shirt and plain white bikini panties.
3. Bash the well house siding in and get the key to the back door, which I had responsibly placed there for emergencies. And then forgot that Tracy added a dead bolt to the door. THAT key was in the house. Siding repairs would be expensive and probably not take place anytime soon.
4. Sit in the garage all day hoping someone would show up to work and help me problem solve. Fat chance. (Of someone showing up to work). Temps of over 100 expected.
5. (The winning option) Bash the door knob off the garage entry door. Tracy had put up a temporary door knob, which was a pretty cheap model. I found the top to an old fashioned ice cream maker made from cast iron and started bashing. The knob came off pretty easily, but the guts took a bit more doing and more make due tools. But at last- success!!!!
Lesson learned. Keys have been appropriately placed. (Maybe I should put a cute outfit somewhere too).
I finished painting the tree shadows on the "feature wall" in the master bedroom. I needed to completely finish ONE PROJECT, since I currently have several thousand. OK, several dozen.
AND.....looks like I am in a long haul with the Battle of the Buzzards. Found out they live 20 years! Are very intelligent! Adapt well to various sounds and sites meant to scare them. Have very stinky poop....blah blah blah. I just want them gone.
I tried putting big bubble wrap around the railing, thinking it would scare them with the popping. I think it was served as a nice cushion for their feet. I'm surprised I didn't come home to find a bubble wrap popping party....Stay tuned.
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