A Stupid, Forgettable Experience

For anyone that has followed my work, or knows me well, they know that I have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD).  Anyone who's like this knows how annoying it is not being to do anything without everything being in place, but it has its benefits.  For one thing, you're usually always tidy.  And another thing about having OCD is that you never lose or misplace anything.  Unfortunately, that wasn't the case on Monday as I had one of the stupidest moments of my life happen.  Looking back, it was so bad, it's not even stupid anymore; it's laughable.

On Monday, I went for a morning run/walk like I usually do that if time and weather permit it.  The day started off normally, besides the fact it was snowing outside.  It stunk, but around here, it's expected and I've exercised in bad weather before, so it wasn't that much of an issue.  I was just about to leave, but as soon as I locked the door, I realized I made a huge mistake; I locked myself outside without my keys and no cell phone!  The cell phone wasn't as big of an issue since I never carry it in my workout gear, but my keys were essential because without them, I couldn't get back into my house to do anything.  No one else was home, so I tried going to my neighbors and tenants, but they were all gone, so I had to spend a few hours at my friends place.  Usually, I'm there all the time and it's not a problem, but I wasn't planning on going over.  So now, everything was inconvenient for me.  But I got myself into the situation, so now I had to get myself out.

I went to my friend's place, and luckily, he was there, so I could get out of the cold.  Normally, it would have been easy to call my dad, but since I didn't have my phone, I didn't have his work number.  And I needed that to call my sister who was the only one that could help me out.  I wasn't sure what to do, so I tried looking up his department's number online, since he works at a hospital, but it was confusing, and I kept getting messages, so that was frustrating.  Eventually, I reached him, but he didn't know when my sister was coming back, so long story short, I ran back and forth between blocks in the snow for hours until it was the afternoon and I finally got back in the house.  I feel dumb/stupid for locking myself out in the first place, but I feel even worst for not handling it to the best of my ability, which often happens when one is in a crisis.  I wish I could say that this will never happen again, but the next day, I left my keys in the door.  Luckily, my sister noticed it and saved me for a second day.  All I can say is lesson learned.  I feel a lot more humble.