it figures...

Bright, sunny Saturday, so I decide to move some boxes to the new house. And, my friend John comes to meet me so he can give me a quote on some minor repairs. We go out into the back yard, and what happens? Door locks automatically! Yep, that's right -- I got locked out of my new house on the first day!
Fotunately, John had his phone, so we called a locksmith. One hour and $90 later, I'm back inside.
sheeesh!

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Anonymous said…
Silly girl.

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