Trying to DIY

Here I am, getting the things in my life that’s been causing me irritation in order. First order of business, change the garage door knob out to a handle door. So that when my arms are full, I can easily maneuver the handle to get in the house. As a result, I bought my very first power tool: a drill.

Couple that with the tool kit I had recently purchased, all I needed was for the door lock that I ordered to arrive. Today was that day. But in the mean time, I’d already given myself instructions on the things that I would need to have with me once the DIY began; like having my house keys somewhere on my person.

Needless to say, that when I got home and saw that the new door lock had arrived, I read the instructions. They were just like the man explained on the YouTube video that I’d already watched on how to install the new door lock. In my excitement to get started, I gathered the new door lock, my tool kit, drill and cell phone so that I could install the lock as the man explained it while I watched the video again.

Having just gotten home from work, I had changed into “something comfortable” that I would usually wear around the house: night dress and slippers. Everything was going just as the man was explaining. Right up until he said to make sure the latch was facing a certain way. When I pushed the door up the verify if it was facing the correct way, it latched on to the strike plate and locked me in the garage!

I lost it from there. Because that’s when I knew that I did not have my keys on my person. I couldn’t get back in the house and I had on a house dress. I was not about to go outside to my neighbors house with what I had on. Thank God that I had my cell phone in my hand at the time watching the video. The handle that would have opened the door and all of my tools were inside the house.

I called my niece’s husband who was just getting off work. He and one of his men came to rescue me. But not before he told the lawn man – who just so happened to come out today, that I locked myself in the garage. They had a ball laughing at my expense. He finished installing the handle for me and I thanked him profusely for saving me.