Wake me when this is over ....

Last night spiralled into an out of control comedy of errors.

I was on the telephone with my fiancee when I took a garbage bag ouside to the trash can on the report.

When I turned around to go back in the house, the door had locked behind me. I was barefoot and had no wallet. It was 11pm.

Then the fun started:

• the back window was open but I could not lift myself up high enough to get in
• walked down my street in one direction, gravel hurting feet to find that thre was no phone
• walked about .5 miles to friend's apartment and had to wake him at midnight
• decided that he would try to get in window instead of waking my landlord
• put cinder block on top of upside down trash can
• woke upstairs neighbors and tried to cut through their basement, but our door was locked
• my friend went through the window and let me in

He suggested I hide a set of keys someplace around the house