Smooth move

Yesterday I got home late from playing golf after work. And in case you are wondering, I played pretty well.....for me that is. I shot a 96 on a par 70. Anyway, when I got home I saw that some of the repairs that we were getting done on the house were complete. We were getting some drainage issues in the front cleared up and the back deck repaired. I went down to the basement and out the back door to look up at the deck. And because there are so many bugs I closed the door. However, I didn't bring my keys with me and the door knob was locked from the inside. Screwed.

Lucky for me, Laura's parents live close by and they have an extra set of keys. Laura's dad was nice enough to drive over and help me out. I owe him one; not sure what, but I do. It would have sucked to spend the night outside waiting for Laura to get home.....on Friday. On the other hand, if I couldn't get into the house, I wouldn't be able to get my car. And if I cant get my car, I cant get to work.....hmmmm.....

Ok here's the plan. Go buy a tent, sleeping bag, matches, and three bags of jumbo marshmallows. Wait until Laura and her parents are out of town, preferably on a Monday or Tuesday. Lock myself out of the house, then spend the rest of the week camping in the backyard.


Better make it four bags of the marshmallows.