Locked In.
it was a gorgeous weekend: the clear blue sky, the perfect t-shirt and shorts weather, the serene atmosphere...all reminded me of SoCal. i always loved the summer months when i could wear shorts and ankle socks and use my shades to keep my hair from falling into my face. it always made me feel free and liberated---ready to jump into the pool anytime for a swim. saturday was a chilling day. i went cycling around napa valley and got to see some beautiful wineries. i must have passed by a dozen dressed up couples on my way back; i remembered it was prom season. gosh, that was already 5+ years ago for me! time flies...
sometimes, the oddest things happen to me. should i consider myself lucky? i'm not sure. as much of a drama-queen i may come across (in my blogs, in my emails, in my stories), i don't think i go after drama as much as drama comes after ME! so it being mother's day yesterday, i had many things planned---from having lunch with my auntie down in San Jose to mall shopping, church and Rock attending, laundry doing...but i guess with so much i wanted to accomplish, i also wanted to have too much control.
i live in an in-law apt with a gate, a front door, and a second door between the garage and my apartment. when i was ready to go out to the garage (where the fridge is) yesterday, the knob from the second door did not turn. i unlocked it (of course!). i tried again. in fact i tried a trillion times, getting a bit frustrated every time i tried harder. after about 15 minutes, i thought...okay, what the heck is this? i calmed myself down, went to take a shower, hoping that maybe my frustration would subside and the door would miraculously unlatch itself. so, i get dressed, clean up myself, try again...to no avail. the knob just wouldn't turn! after fussing it some more, i sat myself down, ate some crackers, drank some water, logged onto IM, and tried again. why all this lagging? because i wanted to be patient, and i wanted to calm myself before attempting to tackle this ominous door. trust me, i even kicked the door and slammed a pot against the door knob (to loosen it up). i was SO DARN frustrated that i couldn't do anything else but laugh. i went to my backdoor (from my room) and checked to see if this one door from the garden was unlocked. do you think i'm all that lucky? of course not. so i guess i could jump the fence into my neighbors yards...
now why did i not call my roommate? why did i not call the landlord? don't ask why...i did...long story. so ultimately, i asked S if he knew of any locksmith. nope...none. and even if he did, the gate and the first door were locked. how would he get to the second door? finally, S came over to the rescue. but nope, none of my neighbors were home, so i couldn't have passed my keys to him either. alas, i see an opened window from the second floor. fortunately, i've been raised as a daring climber, because how i decided to jump this little patio-like ledge, and onto the roof...i have no idea! i forcefully jammed my hand against the screen and climbed in. it was like a movie.
i was free! yay! i went downstairs, unlocked the gate and front door, let S in, and we both tried to tackle the second door....after about 30 minutes of jumping in and out of the second floor window, we both decided to call the locksmith. with S waiting on the outside and me waiting in the inside, the stubborn door between us made me feel so confined, yearning to be free. the more i thought about the passing of time, the more impatient i grew. but at least i had company! when the locksmith came, he jumped from the second floor as well...and poof! he opened in less than 5 seconds. shesh....i thought! not fair. S explained...well, at least i paid for tuition....i suppose....lesson learned: can't complain when i'm locked out...because it is always better to be locked OUT then IN.
it was a gorgeous weekend: the clear blue sky, the perfect t-shirt and shorts weather, the serene atmosphere...all reminded me of SoCal. i always loved the summer months when i could wear shorts and ankle socks and use my shades to keep my hair from falling into my face. it always made me feel free and liberated---ready to jump into the pool anytime for a swim. saturday was a chilling day. i went cycling around napa valley and got to see some beautiful wineries. i must have passed by a dozen dressed up couples on my way back; i remembered it was prom season. gosh, that was already 5+ years ago for me! time flies...
sometimes, the oddest things happen to me. should i consider myself lucky? i'm not sure. as much of a drama-queen i may come across (in my blogs, in my emails, in my stories), i don't think i go after drama as much as drama comes after ME! so it being mother's day yesterday, i had many things planned---from having lunch with my auntie down in San Jose to mall shopping, church and Rock attending, laundry doing...but i guess with so much i wanted to accomplish, i also wanted to have too much control.
i live in an in-law apt with a gate, a front door, and a second door between the garage and my apartment. when i was ready to go out to the garage (where the fridge is) yesterday, the knob from the second door did not turn. i unlocked it (of course!). i tried again. in fact i tried a trillion times, getting a bit frustrated every time i tried harder. after about 15 minutes, i thought...okay, what the heck is this? i calmed myself down, went to take a shower, hoping that maybe my frustration would subside and the door would miraculously unlatch itself. so, i get dressed, clean up myself, try again...to no avail. the knob just wouldn't turn! after fussing it some more, i sat myself down, ate some crackers, drank some water, logged onto IM, and tried again. why all this lagging? because i wanted to be patient, and i wanted to calm myself before attempting to tackle this ominous door. trust me, i even kicked the door and slammed a pot against the door knob (to loosen it up). i was SO DARN frustrated that i couldn't do anything else but laugh. i went to my backdoor (from my room) and checked to see if this one door from the garden was unlocked. do you think i'm all that lucky? of course not. so i guess i could jump the fence into my neighbors yards...
now why did i not call my roommate? why did i not call the landlord? don't ask why...i did...long story. so ultimately, i asked S if he knew of any locksmith. nope...none. and even if he did, the gate and the first door were locked. how would he get to the second door? finally, S came over to the rescue. but nope, none of my neighbors were home, so i couldn't have passed my keys to him either. alas, i see an opened window from the second floor. fortunately, i've been raised as a daring climber, because how i decided to jump this little patio-like ledge, and onto the roof...i have no idea! i forcefully jammed my hand against the screen and climbed in. it was like a movie.
i was free! yay! i went downstairs, unlocked the gate and front door, let S in, and we both tried to tackle the second door....after about 30 minutes of jumping in and out of the second floor window, we both decided to call the locksmith. with S waiting on the outside and me waiting in the inside, the stubborn door between us made me feel so confined, yearning to be free. the more i thought about the passing of time, the more impatient i grew. but at least i had company! when the locksmith came, he jumped from the second floor as well...and poof! he opened in less than 5 seconds. shesh....i thought! not fair. S explained...well, at least i paid for tuition....i suppose....lesson learned: can't complain when i'm locked out...because it is always better to be locked OUT then IN.
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