Thursday, August 12, 2010

Future in the FBI?????

So I have decided that I have a future in the FBI. Let me explain. On Monday I went grocery shopping with Maddie. I carried a load of groceries and Maddie up to the apartment, put away the groceries and got Maddie out of her car seat and put her on the couch. because I knew I would only be gone for less than a minute. I then went down to get the last load of groceries from the car. Since I was leaving just to be extra safe I locked the door behind me. So I ran down to the car and grabbed the groceries and came back up the apartment. When I put the key in the door (We have an electronic key that has a chip in it, you put in the chip key in the slot and it causes the dead bolt to move to open, but a little background info). Well I put the key in and the door does not open. This has happened a few times before but I have always been able to get in within 2-3 minutes top. I spent almost 15 minutes trying to get in, I was frantic. At this point I can hear Maddie crying on the couch and I just could not get in! So I run to the clubhouse and I am ticked off at this point (understatement) and there is a huge line of people at the clubhouse because alot of students are moving in. I walk up the front of the line, interrupt the worker and say " I have an emergency, I have been trying to get into my apartment for almost 20 minutes and my 9 week old baby is inside, you need to fix it now. Let's just say he jumped up grabbed my key and pretty much ran to get me another one, He could see the look of death on my face. So he got me a new key and told me to let him know if it did not work. I was thinking to myself, oh trust me you will be hearing about it. So I run back to apartment and try the new key and it still does not work! At this point I can hear Maddie screaming through the door. I then proceed to break the door down. Yes, I literally broke the door in. Hence the reason I think I could now work for the FBI. Let's just say the damage was pretty bad. They had to pretty much replace the entire door. It turns out the battery of the deadbolt was broken. I was pretty proud of myself that I was able to break down the door, but with adrenaline and my screaming baby on the other end, the door did not stand a chance. It was a choice reunion when I got in. I did make Brandon call and tell out apartment complex what happened and to let them know they would be paying for the damages. Which they did. They sent someone over to fix it and we had a note saying it was worth then the thought and they would be replacing everything in the morning. It took the guy over 4 hours to fix everything. I was not kidding when I said I broke the door down.

Now some pictures of the adorable reason why the door was broken down in the first place.Maddie sleeping on Brandon while he studies, I just thought this was so cute so I had to take a picture.