The odds are good that if you spend much of your walk home thinking about what you should blog about fate will provide a topic.<\/p>\n
I arrived home to find that I couldn’t unlock the basement door. Neither could the girl from upstairs. Nor could Rudi.<\/p>\n
The landlord sent over our handyman, who did manage to get the door open, but we spent quite a bit of time sitting out on the front stoop first this evening.<\/p>\n
Luckily, those of us who live in cities tend to be paranoid about things like this. We all know people who’ve gotten stuck in elevators, on the Metro, in traffic. It’s a rare day when I leave the house without iPod, book, and<\/em> knitting because you just never know. So I was not lacking in entertainment options for my time outside.<\/p>\n And it totally could have been worse. It wasn’t raining. And I thought to pee before I left the office…<\/p>\n Even fate isn’t that cruel.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The odds are good that if you spend much of your walk home thinking about what you should blog about fate will provide a topic. I arrived home to find that I couldn’t unlock the basement door. Neither could the girl from upstairs. Nor could Rudi. The landlord sent over our handyman, who did manage […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[15],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-725","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life-uncategorized"],"yoast_head":"\n