So, I couldn't get into my house....

This past week was a REALLY long week.  My girls are doing 2 routines in the assembly next week, so there's been lots of after school practices....

Anyway, I get home from school before 6 o'clock on Friday (which was amazing for my week!), and was looking forward to a glass of wine and a snuggle from my dog.  Instead, this happened...

The keys wouldn't turn!  I was totally locked out!

So, I marched myself down to the front office to get someone to come and let me in.  12 minutes later, someone came to help me turn my keys.  I was super pissed it took 12 minutes...because.....well.....I'm ridiculous.

Once the guy got here, he popped the lock out, all while sweet Maximus sat by and was very agitated, and then he disappeared......leaving a hole in the door and a lock on my counter.

After another 10 minutes he came back, jimmied a few things, and then told me it was fixed.....

I guess there are both pluses and minuses to renting.  1. Things fall apart sometimes, but then 2. someone comes to fix it in 12 minutes......