sometimes homecoming sucks.
i was really tired after a long work day with sick calls. had to stop at london drugs to pick up meds for cindy but i didn't want to stop at london drugs, i just wanted to get home!
but i did it..she needs the meds so i put on my big girl pants and just freaking stopped and did it.
i really need gas for work tomorrow but i just couldn't do that too. i needed to get home as soon as i could. i will get gas on the way to work tomorrow.
anyway, i made it home but i couldn't get into the house..this place was locked up like freaking fort knox and the battery was dead on the door lock so i couldn't get in.
ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME???? LET ME IN!!!!
obviously i did make it in with my arm and hand scratched and bleeding to shit, i had to cut thru the fencing wire on the door between my bed and TV/dog room because it was secured with a clip.
i will most likely now end up with tetnus and die of lock jaw but i am so tired i really don't care.
home is where the heart is and today my tired little heart REALLY needed inside the door!
I think those locks also come with a key for backup for times like this. Maybe get a few copies made and put one on your key chain.