Another talent to add to the list...

Miss Smarty Pants here left the garage key in the car leaving me locked outside of the garage. Cory had taken the key off my key ring for Jason and Lindsey. Then on Monday I used it to get into the garage but forgot to attatch it back to my keys. So yesterday as I was leaving for work, and looking for the key amidst my other keys, the visual of the key sitting in the cup holder in my car suddenly hit me and it was such a bad, bad feeling because I had to leave at that moment for work and my options became:

1. Get cash from the ATM and take the train which would make me about an hour and 20 minutes late.
2. Get cash from the ATM and attempt to hail a taxi all the way to work- in Evanston- which would have cost me about $25-30.

or...

3. Break into my garage.

Now we're talking! I took out my baby swiss army knife I keep on me at all times and attempted to pick the lock. No luck. Well, there are two doors into the garage, so I tried the other door and...success! (I couldn't believe it myself.) So..I made it to work and was only about 5 minutes late, and the meeting hadn't even started yet.

I'm such a criminal! A Pre-School Teaching Criminal...What a life!

-listening to Say Hello To Heaven by Temple of the Dog