That Fucking Door

Saturday June 24 -Day 23- Today we woke up and tried to replace our front door handle and lock. It was a nightmare. We/ Megs ordered a new door handle and lock on amazon and of course it was a different size, so we had to re-install the original. But wait, of course this door has this bullshit 5 point locking system that is impossible to put back together. After putting the handle and lock back on the door we closed the door to test it out and one of the points on the five-point locking mechanism would not release. We were locked in! Let’s call Larry. He is our upstairs neighbor and loosely the property manager of our home. He cannot believe it. I meet him at the guest room window to have him climb through and help us get some leverage to unlock and open the door. It works! From there he leaves some tools and blocks of wood in case we need to save ourselves again. We try for another hour to figure out how to properly engage and disengage this bullshit lock. The only logical solution is to strip the door hardware down to basically just the handles and lock to make sure we can freely get in and out. I don’t think our lock is very strong and we are about to leave for another month. I don’t know, it was a mess, I’ll figure it out in August.

It is hard to get over this terrible door experience, but Megs thinks we should take a quick walk. I want to take a shower. We meet in the middle, and I will do both. Sam and Lacy are going to come over at 4. We are excited to see them. When they arrive, I am in the bathroom putting the finishes touches on my sunshine daydream. I am getting to the bottom of my super lemon haze cartridge, and it tastes so good. It is hard to savor when you love the taste so much. Any lemon weed I am into, especially a lemon haze. I make my way from the bathroom and Sam and Lace are very excited to see me. It’s a great afternoon.

Lace has the ingredients for a bruschetta

hors d'oeuvre and Megs is wrapping up

her cheese plate before we move outside to our little slice of heaven. The sunshine and company feels so good. God damnit I was in Rochester for nearly 6 weeks. No friends, not a ton of relaxed fresh air. This is truly heaven. We talk about a variety of topics that are going on in each other’s lives as well as hit em with a lil gossip sesh. Kid Rock is back in CO after his year hiatus, and it could not be less fitting of a culture change. Jordans to cowboy boots, trucker hats to cowboy hats, it is too much of a change. Unnatural.