Locked Out

Our house doors (outside doors) have two locks.  We have the regular lock inside the knob and then a deadbolt.  When the lock inside the knob is locked the knob will still turn from the inside but is locked from the outside.  I used to keep keys hidden in “strategic” hiding places outside because our youngest has locked herself out so many times.  She had taken to keeping her bathroom window unlocked so that she could at least get in that way.  When I painted the trim last year I kind of put an end to that because now all the windows are painted shut!

I have always (when I am home) kept the knob lock unlocked and the deadbolt locked because after locking myself out a couple of times I learned not to lock that bottom lock and shut it behind myself anymore.  I also made sure our neighbor had a key to the house for just such occasions (just in case).  Our youngest never wanted to go ask her for the spare and when she did she never took it back.  I guarantee that there have been no less than a dozen keys to our front door lost.

I also usually park in the garage and come in through the garage door so I don’t need a key because the garage door is shut and what’s the point of locking the door between the garage and house?  Once or twice hubby has locked that door and it really pisses me off because I usually don’t have a key to my own house because I don’t need one.

Before we put the storm door on the front of the house we would occasionally forget that the knob lock was locked and go out to get the mail and lock ourselves out.  It was really a bummer when you’d come back to the door and it would be locked.  Even worse when you went to the “hiding spot” to retrieve the spare key only to find that it had been removed by the previous person who locked themselves out and not replaced.  How hard can it be to put the key BACK when you unlock the door?  Even worse would be when you checked the other 4 or 5 hiding spots and ALL the keys would be gone.   And even worse when as a last resort you have to go disturb your 90 year old neighbor to ask for your key only to find that some other family member had already borrowed it and never returned it.

On the up side it’s a great feeling to know that your house is pretty sound and burglar proof.  BUT… it is NOT a great feeling to have to sit outside in the hot sun, or cold winter or worse yet… the rain and wait for someone to come and let you in your own house.

When I was in Virginia with my brother and his family in the early part of the year poor hubby had just such an occurrence.  And this is WITH the
storm door.  Somehow he went outside to get the mail or something and shut the door behind him.  He had locked the knob lock and forgot and he
was effectively locked out.  I asked him why he didn’t just use the garage door opener in his car and he told me that he had locked his car so he couldn’t get to the garage door opener.  Then he went down to Miss Helen’s (our 90 year old neighbor) and borrowed her key.  He set it on the counter and not even an hour later went outside for something else and shut the door behind him with the spare sitting on the counter.  Poor guy. I can’t remember how he got back in… I think he had to wait for our daughter to come let him in.  It’s just funny that he did it twice in the same night.

Hopefully he has since taken the key back to our neighbor and I did put more extras out in the hiding spot but knowing our family they have already been moved.  Hopefully we won’t get locked out again anytime soon.

This post was brought to you by Mama Kat and her Almost World Famous Writer’s Workshop.

Locked out


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16 Responses to Locked Out

  1. Angelia Sims says:

    Oh my gosh! I can’t imagine. Being locked out is the worst feeling. Jason put a hidey key up after the girls kept locking the door on him when he’d go outside. They would stand at the door and laugh. Lol!

  2. SuziCate says:

    Being locked out is the worst feeling ever! It usually happens to us when I don’t take a purse with me and depend on hubby to have the key…he used to not have a house key on one set of keys,now he does. And we since hid a key, but I really do need to give one to a neighbor. The worst was when I walked out the door and one of the daycare kids shut it and locked it and stood in the window laughing. Hubby fortunately was in the yard and had a key…however I finally got her to open it, threats work well when under pressure!

  3. Oh heck! That is the sort of day that you just need to go back to bed and start fresh the next.

  4. Ron says:

    Oy vey….I can’t tell you how many times I locked myself out of my apartment because my door use to have an automatic lock. So, often times when I would go down to the laundry room to get my clothes out of the dryer (and forgot to take my keys), CLICK, the door would lock and I’d have to go to the management office to get the spare key. However, if they were already closed for the day, I’d have to call a locksmith and pay $95.00 to have them open it!

    I eventually had them remove the automatic lock device on my apartment door, so now there’s no longer the chance of locking myself out anymore.

    When I drove a car, I was notorious for locking my keys INSIDE the car!!


    Have a gread day, dear friend!


  5. Been there. Done that. I put the whistling teapot on the stove when I got home from work. I stepped out to grab the mail and a drift of wind closed the door. I was locked out. I walked around to the kitchen sliding glass door and of course it was locked too. The dog and cat were looking at me from behind the glass. The teapot started screaming. I had to call a locksmith. I hate it when that happens.

  6. Tori Nelson says:

    Oh it’s never fun! Great post & here’s to wishing you plenty of spare keys in the future 🙂

    Stopping by from MK’s,

  7. Akelamalu says:

    Just popped over from Ron’s to say I love your ‘Sunset’ photo. 🙂

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