Outfit 1 – Sweatshirt | Vintage Trousers | Boots | Blazer
Outfit 2 – Sweater | Grey Tee | Leather Trousers (similar) | Sneakers
Outfit 3 – Sweater | Joggers | Shacket (similar) | Sunnies | Clutch | Sneakers
Outfit 4 – Button-Up | Leather Trousers | Sneakers | Handbag
Outfit 5 – Sweater | Leather Trousers | Sneakers | Coat | Tote
Okay, so I posted this to my Instagram stories already so some of you might have already seen this. They are still live for the next few hours, but I will retell it since I need it on permanent record for myself.
In our condo, the storage lockers are located on every parking level.
This means that they are underground. Ours is 4 levels under so it is pretty far down and there is absolutely no cell service to be had down that far.
When we moved in here we put a lot of stuff in the storage locker since this was our first time having one.
At first, it was all neat and tidy and organized, then as the moving time progressed it became more of a, “panic, cram it in, we will deal with it later” sort of deal.
This is something that I totally regret, but at the time of our move things hadn’t opened up completely yet so we couldn’t drop off all this extra stuff for donations.
That is neither here nor there, but it is just to give you an idea of how much shit it crammed in that locker. It is about 7ft tall and maybe 8-9 ft wide, has caged walls and is filled to bursting.
It sort of reminds me of a zoo enclosure for smaller animals.
Last night at 7 pm, I decided that it would be a fantastic time to go down and see how hard it was going to be for me to dig out the Christmas decor.
Tom was napping, so I told Roo that I might be stuck in the cage if I wasn’t back up in an hour, and maybe send dad down to check.
When you go into the storage room (there are multiple rooms) the room is dark and the lights go on, on a sensor one at a time as you enter the room.
Our locker is located near the back.
I was on a mission, and pulling crap put and piling it outside the locker so that I could get into it and move some stuff around. I was pulling out stuff to drop off for donations to lessen the amount of shit in there.
I was deep in that locker cage, and it was going pretty good until the lights by the door went out…I was like, “oh fuck”, and immediately started to try to get out of the locker.
Then another set of lights, and another went out. One at a time like a bloody horror movie scene.
I was still in there trying to get out of the stupid cage without breaking my face when all the lights went out and all that was left was the glowing red light of the exit sign.
I dug into my pocket quickly to find my phone so that I could turn on the flashlight and continue climbing out. Even though I wanted to climb back in far and hide.
It was at this point that I was thankful that I do pretty good in stressful situations.
And even though I absolutely expected Ghostface to jump out and stab me I did in fact make it back up to the front door so that I could re-trigger the sensors to get the lights back on.
I think that they might be on a timer that turn off after a certain amount of time with no movement is detected. Since I was way in the cage I don’t think my movements were noticeable.
At least I managed to find the Christmas decorations.
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