Case of the "Mondays"

So four nights, and we still feel like newbies to this RV'ing thing. Well, today was our first day back to work and the attempt at starting the early morning routine again.

The first 5 minutes went pretty smoothly. I got up at 5:20 - my normal weekday wake up time to make it into work by 7:00 a.m. Of course, Echo and Coach thought they should get up with me. I promptly shut the bathroom door on Echo, but Coach made her way in. See, her litter box and food dish are also in the bathroom. (Echo has made it her mission to get in there and eat all the cat food.) I get into the shower, everything is fine, when all the sudden the bathroom door flys open and the laundry hamper falls across the bathroom, covering the 2 foot space that consists of the entire bathroom floor. At this point I try to open the shower to see what happened, but I can't even open the door because the hamper is blocking it. So I yell, quite loudly, "I can't get out!" Sam has already heard the ruckus, and was trying to come help. But, since he did not have on his glasses he couldn't see a thing. (He is quite blind you know) He eventually got the hamper moved and at that point must have decided to use the restroom. Let me warn you, flushing the toilet while someone is in the shower - not a good idea. Talk about scalding hot water! Oh my - I finally finished getting ready for work and even arrived early.

I was feeling pretty good, until about 7:30 I get a call on my phone from a number I don't recognize. It's Sam. Apparently I only locked the door halfway - which means you can go out the door but not in, so you wouldn't notice the door is going to lock behind you when it closes. So he was locked out of the camper. The only spare set of keys - with me. 30 minutes away. He has nothing. No phone, no wallet, nothing - 30 degrees and pajamas. In fact, the office at the park isn't even open yet. No one in the park was awake. So he walked around awhile trying to figure out what to do, when he noticed this box on the side of the building that looked like it might be the size a phone could fit in. What do you know - there hung a phone. Sam called me so I could let his work know he was going to be late. I attempted to call the number back to see what Sam planned on doing, but turns out its the park's fax line - no calls can go through. The office finally opened and Sam got a phone number for a locksmith from the office woman. The guy quoted Sam it would be $100 to open the door. So he hung up on that guy. Ended up, the guy who works in the office has a special key that unlocks RV doors. Yeah - sounded fishy to me too. But hey, it worked! Sam was able to get in and get Echo to the new doggy day care place and off to work. Only a little late.

So, we are hoping this doesn't become our new routine. If these are going to be the daily happenings - I'm not sure if we'll survive this!