Well…let's just say that I didn't have my best morning this morning. As I was getting ready to head out the door for work, I couldn't find my keys. I figured my wife had grabbed them to take Jake out this morning and just set them someplace I wouldn't normally look. So, I spent the next 15 minutes scouring the apartment and coming up empty.
When I couldn't find them, I tried calling Marci, who was on her way to school, but got no answer. I tried again and again, but to no avail.
I wondered if my keys might have fallen out of my sweatpants in the car when we came home last night. I thought I had remembered opening the apartment door with them, but I thought I'd double check just to be safe, and I had a spare car key around. So I propped the door open just enough that Jake wouldn't get out, and then took the elevator down to the garage. After a quick look, I still couldn't find them.
So, I made my way back up to the apartment, and when I got to the door I found that it was shut. The dang dog had managed to knock the prop loose and shut the door as he was trying to get out and follow me. Thankfully, I had everything I needed for work today, but I was left with two problems: 1) I had no jacket, and it hasn't gone over 50 degrees all day and 2) when we're gone, we normally leave Jake in his crate, and now he's roaming free until Marci gets home around 5pm. Hopefully he won't get himself into too much trouble.
Thankfully, I finally did get a hold of my wife, and she's pretty sure she knows where my keys are, but it definitely made for an interesting morning, and may make for an interesting evening if Jake doesn't behave himself!