Some days I have to think really hard for topics to write about, other days... well, I tend to attract adventures. I thought today was going to be a normal day, but we ran out of a stock item and I needed to go to storage to get more. I've only ever been twice and although I was trying to pay attension, nothing compares to the actual experience yourself. I wasn't exactly sure where it was located; though I knew the general area. Once in, I had the code, but wasn't exactly sure what building. (I guessed right.) Once parked, I got a dolly and again, wasn't exactly sure where I was going. I didn't know for sure what floor I needed nor how to get there. You can see how this was going to be a comedy of errors from the get-go, right?
Not knowing which floor to stop on (though there were only three choices), I guessed 2 and nothing happened. Very confused, I tried 3, got off the elavator and this is what I saw:
Uhhh yeah, this non-descript walls didn't help my confusion. I did notice the door there said 590-something. "This can't be right," I thought. I got back on the elevator (once I manuvered my dolly; not an easy task) and pushed 2 again. When the doors opened up, I saw my car! "Oh no", I exclaimed, "3 must be the right floor!"
(It was about this time I realized two things. One, previously when I hit 2 and nothing happened, because I was not-so-obviously already on 2. Two, I needed to document this journey into the unknown. Comical things tend to happen to me.)
I continued down the hallway, hoping for the best... only to come to another hallway, with another set of non-descript walls, but I kept going. I finally saw the door with a number range which looked promising. (I forgot to take a picture!) Once I pushed througth the door, I saw this:
Although this looks hopeless as well, the good news was there are now numbers on each "garage" door, so I knew I was geting close! I found our unit at the end and went to pull the key from my pocket to unlock the door.... when I realized.... it wasn't in my pocket!!! I frantically checked all my pockets, my jacket pocket, on the dolly, but NO KEY!
LOL This is the face I made when I realized I didn't have the key! (Everytime I see this picture I crack up laughing. It's good to laugh at one's self, right?) I said, "OK, God, please let the key still be in my cup holder!" I calmly started to walk back through the maze of hallways, when all of a sudden, a sense of urgency sprang up in me and I began sprinting down the hallways! (*enter Chariots of Fire theme song*).
I got back to the car, unlocked the doors and WHEW, there was the key! "Thanks, God!" I honestly didn't think I lost it - my name would have been mud if so. I figured I'd just forgot it, when trying to remember everything else. Indeed, that was the case. So, back on the elevator, through the maze of hallways, to our locker. Once I got the door open, a familiar yet daunting task was ahead of me...
...where O where would the magnet hooks be?
Thankfully, I found them immediately and set them on the dolly outside.
Not knowing if we needed anything else, I locked up the door and took a final picture of myself, relieved and happy that I survived my first solo trip to the storage unit. To infinite and beyond!