Locked Out

Published by admin under In The Begining on May 12, 2009

Today was an extremely stressful Monday. I had a mountain of laundry to do and the kitchen was a mess from the weekend.  I went outside to do the laundry, and Vera went out with me like she normally does. I was loading the washing machine when I heard the door close. I turned around to see that Vera had gone inside, but she was standing at the door with her little blue chair. I was wondering what she was doing so I went to go inside only to discover she had used her chair to get up and lock the door. She had the biggest smile on her face I had ever seen. I initially panicked because the front door’s key-less bolt was locked too. I was locked out with my 5 month old inside with my crazy 2 year old, and I could hear her crying in her hammock already. Luckily one of the maintenance guys were outside at a nearby apartment, and I explained my situation to him. He was just as dumbfounded as I was, and that made me even more on edge wondering if I’d have to break a window just to get in.  He radioed another maintenance guy, and he came to my rescue. It was the longest 15 minutes of my life though  waiting for him to get the door unlocked. I don’t even want to mention how disgustingly easy it was for him to get in here though. That kinda made me pleased that I own a gun (we practice extreme gun safety). The entire time I was waiting Vera would come up to the door and just smile. If I weren’t so worried about them I would have been mentally planning her punishment! She knew that I was locked out, and was gloating. I didn’t think a 2 year old was capable of comprehending those type of actions. Anyways once I had gotten inside I gave her a big hug, spanked her (I don’t normally use that as a form of punishment), and put her in time out. She probably thought I was crazy because of how upset I was, and from going from one range of emotion to the other in such little time haha.  After explaining that she can’t lock mommy or daddy out because if she got hurt I wouldn’t be able to help her she just went on with her business like nothing had happened.  I wish I could have.  I was completely stressed out, and didn’t know how I would go about doing laundry from this point on. I mean who’s bright idea was it anyways to put the washer & dryer hook-ups outside?? Whoever it was is a moron. I can’t necessarily leave the front door unlocked either because she is able to bolt out that door. Now I feel like the only time I would be able to do laundry is when someone else is here, and that isn’t good because a good majority of the time I’m not spending taking care of the kids is spent doing laundry.  I guess that’s really my only option.

Matthew brought home Don’t mess with the Zohan since it was “Free Movie Monday” at Redbox. We always get texts on Monday for a free rental for the day. It was an ok movie. When he first got home we had tried to hook up our old VCR though because he wanted to watch The Wrath of Khan. Unfortunately it was broke. How that happened I’m not sure since we hadn’t used it in almost a year and a half. It’s kind of a bummer because some of my favorite old movies we only have on VHS. Now we either need to replace the VCR or buy all the movies on Blu-ray or DVD.  Either way it could be pretty pricey. We also have to replace Matthew’s computer speakers sometime soon since Vera stuck a few toys in the sub-woofer and shorted them out. So I don’t know how soon the VCR or movies will get replaced. As if the day hadn’t been riddled with enough stressful situations we discovered that Vera now knows how to get up to the top bunk and down. Wonderful. Now I have to worry about her falling from the top bunk or her getting hit by the fan. Vera is so wild and out of control. I just feel so helpless sometimes. I don’t know how to rein her in or if it’s even possible. She spends about 20% of her day in time out so it’s not like she’s going unpunished. She just doesn’t care haha. I need to go to sleep though now so that I can be ready for what tomorrow decides to throw at me.