Cat Burglar In the Making!

The other night upon arriving home, we realized that we had unfortunately locked ourselves out...no house keys on the set of car keys that we happened to grab.  Normally I have my keychain on me even when I am not driving, but when Kristen asked, I knew immediately that we were in trouble. 

After scouting around in the dark, checking both doors just to be sure, and then surveying each and every window, we realized that only our bedroom window on the second floor was possibly open and we didn't have a ladder high enough, or sturdy enough, to make a go of it.  Initially I had mentioned trying to climb through the first floor bathroom window, but Kristen didn't think I could quite fit, so we scratched that.  Then, after seeing no other options, I decided to give it a go.  I grabbed the ladder that we had near the garage, climbed up to the top step, pried off the screen with a key (how ironic is that?) and tried the window.  It was OPEN.  I couldn't believe it!  I took off my sweatshirt and my sweater and stood perched on the ladder in a tight-fitting t-shirt and jeans.  "Please be careful," I was told from the ground below.

I first tried to get my legs in, thinking that it would be easier to scrape through and land on my feet, but it was nearly impossible to get my second leg in the window without a disasterous effect, so I opted for the head-first position.  I slid through easily, suddenly feeling quite good about all of those workouts at the gym, and I found myself balancing with one hand on the back of the toilet, the other on the vanity, and my legs still out the window.  Kristen and I were both laughing at this point and I yelled to her, "Aren't you going to take a picture?"  She tried, but could not get the flash to work on her phone, so we have no official documentation of the event.  After waiting for a minute or so for her to try to get the picture I told her I was going for it, and I managed to get my right leg through the opening and onto the floor without losing my balance.  I quickly leaned a bit further and got my left foot down as well.

I walked through the kitchen and opened the front door, feeling quite proud of myself.  I think Kristen was impressed, but I wanted her to admit that I was in fact thin enough to fit through that little window!  I told her it was just my ninja skills finally paying off!