So let's just say I'm texting a friend when my dog runs into our glass patio door. Sophie saw a robin and apparently forgot that little problem called glass. I might have muttered, "Dummy," and kept texting on my way to our garage.
We have a refrigerator out there where I keep sodas, beer, bottled waters, and Gatorades. I needed a pop.
I'm texting. Walking. Into the garage. Shut the door.
So let's just say I got locked out of the house. In ugly white socks. No shoes. But I had my cell phone. (Bonus!!)
Ten minutes later, I cracked open my pop, cranked out another text, and entered my house.
You all have imaginations. Let's just say YOU got locked out of your house with no shoes on but with your cell phone in hand. What would you do?
Have a fabulous Monday!!