My silly husband

On Tuesday, the cats and I arrived at the new house and I noticed that Matt had beaten us there. However, when I got inside, I didn't see him anywhere. A few minutes later, I saw him come in from the back yard. However, when he came inside, he had a gash on his head and didn't look too happy. It turns out that he had locked himself out of the house. Not just that - he then went in the shed in the back yard and locked himself in the shed. When I was outside, the other car kept beeping, but I kept assuming that I was hitting the button in my pocket. It turns out that it was Matt trying to alert me to his dilemma. He had to kick the doors open from inside the shed to get out. I laughed pretty hard as I was cleaning up his head.



Oh, but it gets better. Yesterday, he locked himself out again! Only this time, I wasn't coming home for many hours, he locked the car in the garage with his keys and cell phone. He had to break the garage window to get in. The mental image of him hanging half out of the window with his legs kicking as he tried to wriggle in make me laugh a lot. That silly husband of mine!