So I had a very busy weekend. I saw my brother, went on patrol, had IRB training, and got very drunk with Penny and Jane at a few bars in Balmain on Saturday night.
But, last night, the most hilarious event of the weekend . . . Jane and I decided that we wanted thickshakes. So we went on a quick maccas run. Because we weren’t going to be getting out the car we didn’t get changed out of our PJ’s, or put on any shoes, or even bring our phones. Just up and jumped in the car. Which was all good till we got back, and Janes house key was broken. Dead-set just snapped in half.
We were completely stranded. Annabel wasn’t due home till Wednesday, and we have no idea of Saskia’s comings and goings. We tried to break in, but it was impossible without breaking a window.
In the end we left a note on the door incase Saskia came home and went over to Jane’s cousins house and spent the night there. We had to have a locksmith come out this morning to get us in. $85 later, and extremely late for work we got into the house.
We have new house rules now. No leaving the house without shoes, bras, phones and at least one set of keys each.
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