Locked in.

Even after 6 weeks in this country, I have a hard time remembering that you cannot lock or unlock doors from the outside OR the inside without a key. I don't like this. It makes me feel claustrophobic and stuck. Yesterday, a package came from my mom and I ran downstairs to buzz the parcel delivery man into the gate and then he knocked on the door and I tried to open it but it was locked! I had to run back upstairs to my room to get my keys and then back to the door to unlock it. I try to remember to keep my keys in my pocket but since I don't go out all that often, I'm in the habit of leaving them on my night stand. Just one of those quirky things that's not my favorite. I mean, isn't that illegal at home or something? Aren't you not allowed to have doors like that at home because it's a fire hazard and it would be really bad if someone couldn't get out of the house in an emergency because they can't find their keys? I think that's the case.

The good news is that I got a late grad gift from Mom yesterday and it's beautiful and I love it (red wool coat with silver buttons) AND today I got letters from Lena and Steven. I feel so loved. Oh yeah, more good news, I made chili yesterday and I'm about to have some for lunch : ) Yep, super exciting day here. Mostly, I just had to tell you about the strange locks.

I'm going to Oxford this weekend so I may or may not be on a computer. Probably you won't hear from me again until Sunday night or Monday though. Have a great weekend!!

Steph