well i feel like a dumbass...

Ok, so I hear our new dog Gus scratchign at the back porch door, so I go down to take him out. It's about 1am so I'm dressed for bed already. So I go down, hook Gus up to the lead and take him out to do his thing. He gets done so we go back to the porch...I reach over to open the slidign glass door, and stop me if you've heard this before, it's locked. Seems the door likes to lock itself, at the most inopurtune times no less. Damint, now what? Lets try to garage door. Locked, damn. Lets try the front door. Locked, damn. So now what? It's chilly outside, I'm not wearing much, and I'm locked out of my own damn house. I ring the door bell hoping to wake my mom up to resuce me. Nothing, damn. Maybe I can pry the screen door open. I go out to the shop to grab a screwdriver. Pry, pry, pry. Nothing, damn. What the hell am I gonna do? I know, I'll grab the ladder and get on top of the porch roof and climb in through my bathroom window. Luckily my window wasn't locked, but unluckily it's not exactly large. Squeeze in through that small thing and I'm finally in. I'm just glad I didn't have to spend the nite fighting the dog for some covers...