moved into my first house a couple weekends ago, and have been working on fixing the water heater. After work and an early dinner on Labor Day, I went out to the garage to attempt some quick work on the water heater before heading out for a run. My work complete, intending to re-enter the house from the garage and get dressed, I discovered that I had locked myself out for the first time. My keys, wallet, and cell phone were inside and I had not yet created copies of my house key to hide outside. Half-naked after 5:00pm on a holiday, I could not think too long on the inconvenience. Not wanting to break the door from the garage to the house, figuring that repairs to the door and frame would cost more than a locksmith's fee, I realized it was time to meet the neighbors. Being in a state of undress, this required some strategery as I had first impressions and awkwardness to think of. I ruled out the old lady next door and the single (I think) mom next door. I had seen a guy across the street who had taken out the trash, tattooed and in a tank top, so I figured he was best equipped to feel comfortable answering the door and feeling as everything was normal. From there I found a yellow pages entry for a locksmith that is 24/7 and phoned in my request for entry into my house. My neighbor across the street told me his story about how he locked himself out of his house when he first moved in, and kicked in the front door.

Owning a house has definitely already come with its inconveniences, challenges, and adjustments. Probably the most challenging part is avoiding paying too much attention to all the things that need to be fixed, changed, or that just up to par in the house. I'm looking forward to a day when I can just come home and stick my feet up.

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