Just Call Me Catwoman
The one time I forget my ID is of course the one time I get asked for it.
Here is what happened:
A managed to get a babysitter for the night and like any stressed mother she wanted to go out for some fun. Enter me! I actually had no money (apart from what I needed to get a train to work in the morning) but A convinced me to sponge of off her and she'd let me pay her back in drinks at a later date. Sound like a decent plan? It was. I'd left my purse at home because I didn't want to give into the temptation of using my train fair. I'd thought this quite sensible until we got to the pub and I realised I'd left my ID in my purse. So I rushed home, dropped my keys, went to the loo, picked up my ID, rushed out the house...ooooooonly to find out I'd never picked my keys back up. *headdesk*
After staying at a friend's house I went home (got a call from work first asking if I was alright. Ended up not going in) and spent half an hour showering my cat with affection on the front step. He gave me the support (and idea) I needed to get pro-active.
At first glance the house seemed to be completely sealed. Both doors locked? Check. All windows closed tightly? Check! So what's a girl to do....?
Well, I'll leave it to your imagination just in case there are any would be catburglers lurking around looking for tips ;P Suffice to say I managed to break into my own house without anyone calling the police \o/
Here is what happened:
A managed to get a babysitter for the night and like any stressed mother she wanted to go out for some fun. Enter me! I actually had no money (apart from what I needed to get a train to work in the morning) but A convinced me to sponge of off her and she'd let me pay her back in drinks at a later date. Sound like a decent plan? It was. I'd left my purse at home because I didn't want to give into the temptation of using my train fair. I'd thought this quite sensible until we got to the pub and I realised I'd left my ID in my purse. So I rushed home, dropped my keys, went to the loo, picked up my ID, rushed out the house...ooooooonly to find out I'd never picked my keys back up. *headdesk*
After staying at a friend's house I went home (got a call from work first asking if I was alright. Ended up not going in) and spent half an hour showering my cat with affection on the front step. He gave me the support (and idea) I needed to get pro-active.
At first glance the house seemed to be completely sealed. Both doors locked? Check. All windows closed tightly? Check! So what's a girl to do....?
Well, I'll leave it to your imagination just in case there are any would be catburglers lurking around looking for tips ;P Suffice to say I managed to break into my own house without anyone calling the police \o/