I feel like no one else in the world gets locked out of doors for which they have the keys as much as I do. In Ader’s last apartment in the dixième, I had a key but needed someone strong enough to come open the door for me any time I wanted to go in. Once in my apartment on campus last year my key went in the lock but just wouldn’t turn. I had to go to the residential life office and explain, I have my key but I’m still locked out. The RA on duty looked at me like I was crazy, and I was so sleep deprived (this was finals week), that I worried that I was. Then the maintenance guy who finally got the door open with his master key told me that he had never seen a door stuck like that. 
 
And then Tuesday. I left for my German class at 7:45 in the morning and then came back a little before I had to start work at three. I put the key in the door and couldn’t turn it. Pushing and pulling with all my strength didn’t make the door budge. I went to pick up Robin hoping that by the time we got back someone else would have figured out a way into the house and let us in. Instead, I got back with Robin and found Max outside without a jacket. He forgot his key and was thus standing outside muttering profanities and shivering. He couldn’t open the door either. Ten minutes later Aga came with Sophie. She couldn’t open the door with my key or her own. So we called Axel so he could come home early and let us in through the garage. In the meantime we took the kids to the bakery down the street for some hot chocolate. Turns out some guys had come to install a lamp or something and closed the door behind them at a weird angle or…I don’t understand what happened really. But anyway, this is the third door that I couldn’t open even with a key. I’m just curious, has this ever happened to anyone else? Because I’ve never heard of it happening to anyone else, and when I tell people “I had my key but was still locked out”, they look at me like I’m stupid/delusional/lying.

Well in other news, I will be on my way to the airport this time tomorrow to meet Ader. I’m so happy I feel dizzy. And although the waiting is still torturous, every day I’m closer to when I should hear about my visa and law schools, which is kind of a nice thought. In two weeks it’ll already be December, and I’m going to Göttingen for a weekend to meet another potential new au pair family. But mostly I’m just thinking about tomorrow for right now.