so I was on my balcony on this blustery day, and I suddenly realize I close the door. Usually I make sure to keep it ajar at least a little lest I lock myself out.
today I locked myself out.
But, as a result of two other Oh Allison experiences in the past few months (dropping and cracking my phone, then running with it in the rain), I had a new phone, and I hadn’t programmed my landlord or roommates’ numbers in yet. So, I’m stuck on a balcony 20 feet above a fenced-in concrete back yard, on the phone asking my sister to look through my phone bill for numbers that could potentially be my roommates’, then calling my friend yarrow, who has an extra set of house keys. Thank the lord I ran into my friends David and Al yesterday and took down their numbers - because, they said I could hang out there to find some numbers/wait, once the fire department got me down with a ladder.
Fortunately, though, it didn’t come to that. The fire department came, but fortunately my landlord happened to be out front, so he came in the front door and opened up the balcony to let me inside.
And now nothing seems more appealing today than chilling inside my house. Maybe cleaning my room. But definitely not spending too much time in the freezing, windy outdoors.
