I really didn’t feel like exercising last night. I kept telling hubby how much I don’t want to go today and I was so tempted to let my lift know that I wasn’t going.
This morning when my alarm went off, I immediately started with motivating myself, refusing to think of not going and just telling myself that I will enjoy it once I get there and thinking of my motivational pictures.
Somewhere in the middle of this I got a SMS from my lift and my first reaction was offcourse to hope that she couldn’t go. Wasn’t the case though, so I got up to get ready and was finally not as resistant to going anymore.
Got to the front door and the key broke off in the lock. Had to phone lift and tell her that I can’t go.
As I’m writing this, We are waiting on a locksmith.
I really hope that they can get us out without it being too much of a mission or too much damage.
We’re going to be ridiculously late for work (or should we just take the day off?)
I guess the moral of the story is to be careful what you wish for, you might just get it…
Have you ever been locked in your house?
P.s. I haven’t gotten a chance to respond to all the weekend comments and likes yet, I will do so during the day.