Well, today almost didn't start. As we loaded the car to go to Disneyland, I ran back inside to get something and set my keys on the counter.
I ran back outside and slammed the door - and guess what?! I locked the keys in the house. What's more - wife didn't bring her keys....great. We're locked out.
I get on my cell and call a Locksmith - no answer......so then I decide to walk around our condo complex and see if I can climb the wall and get into our backyard. My wife says "David, you can't do that..."
Well, I go around the back........and surprisingly climbed up the little more than 6 foot fence that surrounds my patio and landed in my patio/yard area. Then I quickly jimmied the sliding glass door and I was in (and it gives me little faith in my sliding glass door now - sheesh).
So, I get the keys - and I relock the house and I'm off.
About 4 miles down the freeway, I start feeling sore........like I pulled something in my lower back.
Anyway - just wondered if any of you have tried any 'heroic fetes' and shortly thereafter got the physical reminder that 'you aren't as young as you used to be'?