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About a week ago, I told my mom that I'd finally gotten to the point in my life where the word "exciting" is very rarely the indication of good things... she had just called, fairly early in the morning, and had started the conversation with "well, that was an exciting night!"
( A bit about the fire on my parents' property and a photo, under the cut )
In other news, I had my own type of "exciting" this morning when I went to leave my dad's place (also in the middle of nowhere). I took a load of stuff out to my car, went back to the house and realized I was locked out. *headdesk* My wallet and cellphone were helpfully sitting in on the guest bed and all the doors were firmly locked. I checked the place where I thought my dad normally hid the extra key, but couldn't find it. I did discover the downstairs bathroom window was ajar...
Since it was pretty high up on the wall, I ended up pulling a metal garbage can full of kindling underneath the window, bracing it a bit with a patio chair (and making a convenient step), angling in left foot first then contorting myself through the window until I just had my right leg still sticking out... and discovered I had no way to get any leverage on the inside to pull my leg through, because d'oh! I hadn't thought to drop anything through the window first to stand on once I got in.
I eventually managed to disassemble the curtain rod and used that to tip the lid of the toilet seat down, making the toilet stick out just a fraction of an inch further than when it was up... which was enough to finally get the ends of my toes on it so I could take my weight off my bottom and lift the leg through. It seemed to take forever (with a few moments where I thought I'd be stuck like that until my dad or step-mom got home six hours later), but all in all, it was probably about 20 minutes from finding the open window to touching ground on the inside.
I am pretty achy now though... and I'm guessing the 5+ hour drive home right afterward probably didn't help! Oh, and btw, yay! I'm home again!!! For now.
( A bit about the fire on my parents' property and a photo, under the cut )
In other news, I had my own type of "exciting" this morning when I went to leave my dad's place (also in the middle of nowhere). I took a load of stuff out to my car, went back to the house and realized I was locked out. *headdesk* My wallet and cellphone were helpfully sitting in on the guest bed and all the doors were firmly locked. I checked the place where I thought my dad normally hid the extra key, but couldn't find it. I did discover the downstairs bathroom window was ajar...
Since it was pretty high up on the wall, I ended up pulling a metal garbage can full of kindling underneath the window, bracing it a bit with a patio chair (and making a convenient step), angling in left foot first then contorting myself through the window until I just had my right leg still sticking out... and discovered I had no way to get any leverage on the inside to pull my leg through, because d'oh! I hadn't thought to drop anything through the window first to stand on once I got in.
I eventually managed to disassemble the curtain rod and used that to tip the lid of the toilet seat down, making the toilet stick out just a fraction of an inch further than when it was up... which was enough to finally get the ends of my toes on it so I could take my weight off my bottom and lift the leg through. It seemed to take forever (with a few moments where I thought I'd be stuck like that until my dad or step-mom got home six hours later), but all in all, it was probably about 20 minutes from finding the open window to touching ground on the inside.
I am pretty achy now though... and I'm guessing the 5+ hour drive home right afterward probably didn't help! Oh, and btw, yay! I'm home again!!! For now.
