Someone had locked the front door of the apartment building this weekend. I had been away looking after a friend's dog, but I did return to the flat to feed the cats and change the litter Saturday afternoon. I couldn't even get to the front door of the flat because I was locked out of the entire building.
I ran around to the back to see if my front door key would work on the back door. Nope.
I ran back around to the front to see if my flat's front door key would work on the building's front door. Nope.
I banged the door and screamed in the hopes that whoever was on the top floor apartment would hear me. Nothing.
The cats needed to be fed. They had probably run out of food by now.
Remembering that I had left my bedroom window open slightly to allow for fresh air to enter the apartment, I ran around to the back, pulled out my keys, cut a me-sized flap in the mesh outside my window, hauled open my window, used the new box of litter as a step stool and hauled myself into my bedroom.
Well, I was in. I could feed the cats and not panic. However, I was furious! I now have to pay for a window/mesh replacement. I left a blunt, slightly angry note at the building door telling people not to lock it, and left to go back to the puppy.
I vented to my flatmate, who spent American Thanksgiving in Boston, who emailed me back the following message:
The front door key works on the building door too. I've tried it.
I must have not tried the lock properly in my panic-induced haste. I'm now mad at myself. Grrr. Ah well, such as life, I suppose. In a fortnight I'll be looking back at this and laughing hysterically. I hope.
Writing wise, I have much to celebrate. I put in massive amounts of overtime on Friday and finished the 3rd round of edits.
Today is devoted to a brief re-read of the cover letter and synopsis, and making edits as necessary and then (this is the really fun part), mucking around in the map-making software for the maps I need at the start of the manuscript.
Once that's done, all I have to do is another quick read through of the manuscript, and then I can send it off. November hasn't quite finished yet, so I might be right on my deadline. If not, only a few days late.
Then I can start writing again and forget about editing for a little while.
Happy, Happy Dance!
So, on that note, I'm off to have fun today. Enjoy your Monday!