All Accounted For

My parents arrived home very early this morning.  LK mumbled it at 2 AM when we heard the dogs out for a pee break.  And then we went back to sleep anticipating a lovely day today enjoying having them home a full day earlier than expected.

Unfortunately that wasn't the end of the evening for my parents.

When they arrived on their front step their house key no longer worked.  So, in the middle of the night they were locked out of their house.  Rather than coming over to crash at our place (as they are very independent - and perhaps somewhat determined to sleep in their own bed after a very long three day trip) they broke into their own house.

Dad dug through the trailer to find tools and removed part of the front window.  Thankfully he had tools with him.  Otherwise he may have been just tired and frustrated enough to break in with a rock through the window instead.

By 4:30 this morning they were inside and crashed, only to be woken by grandchildren looking for hugs a short six hours later.  I supposed there are worse ways to be woken up.

My poor mother was sure that somehow she had messed up and that she just had the wrong keys.  Well, we both tried every key we could find and no key is opening any of their doors.  But the locks are the same.  And the house key goes into the lock.  Crazy.

But you know, I have realized that this is just life.  There is always another challenge to deal with around the next corner.  And there is always a way to deal with it. 

On a good day, you can see the humour in the situation right away.  Or within a few days.