Keys…what keys *door slams*

I am a dopey plonker!!!!

I managed to lock myself out of the flat. I am at present locked out of my flat but at least in the dry in case it starts raining (if it had been raining and I was locked out I would be buzzing my neighbours!!)

Thank goodness for International Rescue (aka my Dad). He’s coming to rescue me with the spare keys. Unfortunately my car keys and flat keys are all on the same key ring so I can’t even use the time by going and getting the spare keys from my parents house.

Anyhoo I just tweeted a request for blog urls. Let’s see if anyone replied.

Han over and out. >_<

5 comments

  1. Kat Argonza | Tough Girl 101 says:

    Ha! I’ve done that too! It’s always that “d’oh” moment when you start cursing yourself.

  2. Angelika says:

    This is why I have multiple spare keys for both the car and the house. One at my mom’s, one in my purse, one in my wallet, etc.

    Hopefully I’ll keep one pair in my pocket at all times and not get locked out of the house anymore, LOL.

    • God's Rock Angel says:

      I’m normally pretty reliable and I keep my keys with me when I’m only going to be home for like 5-10 minutes but for some unknown reason I was convinced that my keys were in my pocket.

  3. Evan says:

    Sometimes, my mom and I were locked out, before we had the spare keys, and Mom had to push me in through the kitchen window.

    • God's Rock Angel says:

      I could have shimmied up the drain pipe but I’m not very strong and I think I would have broken the drain pipe trying to get to the first floor!

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