Locked Out

Once upon a time, I thought that accidentally locking my keys in the car was the scariest, worst thing that could happen when I was away from home. I would repeatedly check my purse just to make sure that I really had put my keys away before actually pushing "lock" and shutting my car door.

In the two plus years that Angel has been my partner in crime, I've learned that it's really not all that bad. You see, during the time we've been together, he's locked the keys in our car three times.

The first time, we weren't even married. We'd driven together, 2 hours away from where I lived at the time, to visit my grandparents. Oh yeah, this was the day that Angel met my grandparents for the first time. As soon as we arrived, he promptly locked the keys to my car in the trunk. We had to call a locksmith that time, because the closest pair of spare keys were a 2 hour drive away.

 Clearly, this picture is not from one of the times we were locked out of the car, this is from the time a few months ago when we were stranded due to, as you can see, a broken belt.

The second time, we'd been married a few months, and Angel and I went out for dinner on our way to a Bible study meeting that I was supposed to lead. After dinner, we returned to our car...and found it locked, with the keys inside. That restaurant was about 30 minutes from our house, and 10 minutes from my grandparents' house, so we called my grandpa to come pick us up in his van, and Angel dropped me off at the Bible study meeting I was supposed to lead, and then drove Grandpa's van back to our house to get the extra keys to our car.

The third time we got locked out of our car....we were on vacation. Hours and hours away from home, near no one we knew who could help us. But that time was okay, too, because it so happened that Angel had finally learned his lesson, and been smart enough to put a spare car key in his wallet, so we got in our car just fine.

 Angel calling for help! With all the times we've been stranded...I'm so grateful that we live in the age of cell phones.

It's been an adventure--and sometimes I wonder how it happened that I managed to marry a guy with, it must be admitted, a rather bad track record when it comes to locking the keys in the car. But you know, I'm grateful for it. Because since I've been with Angel, I've discovered that getting locked out of your car--while still quite inconvenient and occasionally expensive--is not really as bad as I thought it was. Oh, the lessons marriage teaches you.

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