We are locked out of my aunt’s house. She and my spouse left about an hour ago to go see my nephew (really my cousin’s son, but big families get confusing) in a swim meet. My boys and I stayed behind, too happy in the ocean to go with them. Eventually, I traded the Caribbean for the heated pool, and soon my kids followed.
While they roughhoused in the pool, I made my way back to my aunt’s place to write today’s post – only to discover that the key she left behind didn’t turn in the lock. So here I sit, poolside, writing on my phone and watching my teens. They’ve had me film them in slo-mo as they do various wild tricks; now they’re playing something akin to baseball with a pool noodle and a beach ball. My writing keeps getting interrupted by gales of laughter and giggles.
The sun is starting to set, so I have finally texted to admit that we can’t get in – but we’re in no rush. When we left this morning it was snowing and gray; we can stay here, locked out together, and be happy for a long time.
Persistence and Pedagogy 
Amanda,
Sounds to me as though you are locked into paradise! I’m having palm tree envy. You could suggest a passive lock w/a code, but what would be the fun in that?
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This reminds me of the times I’ve been stuck in traffic or on a long line, but something about the weather or ambience or what I’m reading/listening to make it easy to not be frustrated. Enjoy!
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Ah, Amanda, what a wonderful experience to go from “snowing and gray” to the wonder of warm winter swimming. Have a wonderful trip.
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A wonderful place to be locked out. Enjoy your break and time away from the cold.
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Your title sure sums this up perfectly. Warm sunshine, pool noodles, and a light breeze is the way to be locked ou!
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This feels like a happy ending…who knew being locked out could be a good thing?!? Enjoy all that sunshine and warmth!
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