For the Tuesday Photo Challenge––Lock
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Locks, rocks, docks, clocks (tic tocks) and socks!!!
(Here are a couple of other “ock” posts. Just pretend they are in black and white: )
We have been told our electricity (and thus, our water) will be off all day, so I’ve filled all the sinks and the tub and every pitcher in the house with water to aid in rehydration, flushing and dirty dishwashing. Now, an hour and a half past the time I was told we’d lose power, we still have it. Strangely enough, last night I found my bedroom door was permanently locked and could not be opened by key or turning the knob. Same was true of my back door…and my kitchen door knob is about to fall off. I finally had to take my bedroom door off the hinges as I had to go outside to get from my bedroom to the rest of my house. Everything seems to be going on strike at once. I’m waiting for the third shoe to drop.
Update: Give me a hammer! Give me a screwdriver! Give me an ice pick! Give me some WD-40! Give me some muscle! Give me two magazines and one copy of Three Cups of Deceit (which is exactly the same thickness as the crack under my bedroom door). And what have you got? S-U-C-C-E-S-S!!!!! I fixed both of my doors. Took one off the hinges, rejigged the doorknob (thanks, ice pick), WD-40’d it excessively, realigned the door with a lot of muscle and various combinations of the book and magazines and hammer, and got the pins back in and the lock works—and opens! The back door just took WD-40 and the hammer. I’m still not so sure that someone didn’t try to jimmy it open as I had to pound the lock plate back flat, but—the third shoe that dropped was, I hope, the fact that I did two of the repairs myself and I am now able to freely move through my house…. Applause, please. Comments will do!