I've had a very rough Christmas Eve morning. I know I shouldn't complain because a lot of other people have it a lot worse than I do, but I'm about to go crazy.
First, I woke up at 7:00 am on my day off.
Then the dog needed outside. So I took him out the back door and hooked him up to his runner so he could play while I went inside and started downloading iTunes for my new iPad. Yeah, I got an iPad from Dad and I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT. However, I do not like Apple...especially their support system.
Back to that in a minute. So, I walk back up the porch stairs to go back inside and immediately realize that the door is frozen shut. Ice had leaked onto the screen door handle and was not budging.
I knew that the front door was locked, but I had a spare key hidden. So I dug through 6-7 inches of snow and found the rock I had hidden the key under. I unlocked the door only to realize that the chain was latched, too.
So there I was standing with my arm in the door pulling at this chain that was not budging in the freezing cold and snow...in my pajamas.
I was able to reach my keys on the stand next to the door. I walked around back and tried to chisel away the ice from the door with my car key. The only thing I was doing was giving my fingers frost bite.
So back around to the front door I went. I started yanking on the chain again and realized that it was nailed into the door frame.
Of course, the door frame had to come off.
I pried the door frame away from the wall only using a Toyota car key. Then I was able to squeeze in and under the chain. As soon as I took my shoes off, the dog was ready to come back inside.
Then I had the enjoyment of spending an hour on the phone with some dude that barely spoke English and could not figure out what was going wrong. I still haven't been able to play with my iPad.
But it is Christmas Eve and I'm determined to have a good one. Boyfriend, Bowen, and I say Merry Christmas everyone.