The night of the party, I drove. We were in a hurry because of the "surprise" factor involved - didn't want to miss it. We'd been busy cleaning, decluttering, and organizing all day. We were rushed getting ready, but made it in time. I had a great time seeing and visiting former co-workers. The event didn't last long so we decided we'd head back to her house for "wine time".
During our cleaning, decluttering, and organizing, we'd moved an old hide-a-bed couch out onto her porch. Larry's son was going to come and pick it up. Diana keeps a key to her house under the doormat. She moved the doormat so we could get the couch out. I'm not sure what she did with the key as I wasn't involved. All I know is that when we got home from the party, she had no key for us to get in. She couldn't remember what she did with the key. I can relate - it's an age thing, and she's even older than me.
Our solution was to try all the windows. Hopefully we'd left one unlocked and could just pull the screen off, and climb in. WahLah - it worked! But the one left open was just a tad narrow - and I had to help hike her leg up to the window sill, and then help lift her hind end up to get started. We were laughing so hard, I still don't know how we pulled it off. Then I remembered that I had a camera in the car. OMG - I still laugh revisiting the whole scenario.



1 comment:
HA HA HA HA HA!!! That's awesome!
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