I knew the latch on the fiber shed needed some attention. As the wood on the door dries out it shrinks and the latch moves over. It has been difficult to unlatch. Just yesterday, I was saying I better fix the latch before I get locked in. But, I put it off and today I went into the fiber shed and the door closed behind me and latched.
I tried shaking it and fiddling with the latch through the gap in the door with a stiff rod- no good. I tried kicking it-- no good. I tried yelling out the window since I knew John was around somewhere-- no reply. I got an enamel basin and a dowel and tried banging out the Morris code. I couldn't remember if it was 3 dashes 3 dots 3 dashes or the other way around but figured maybe John wouldn't remember either. I thought at least a rhythmic banging would be more noticeable than just making a lot of noise.
After the racket didn't attract any attention I decided I better go to plan B. I had already considered the windows, but only 2 are possibilities. One would require taking a screen off and that would put me out on top of my rainwater reservoir. The screen (the only one in the whole studio) was held in place by a wood block and I could not find my hammer. I wasn't ready to tear the screen yet, so I went to the front window and tried to judge the drop. I pondered if I should try to lower my high stool out the window to climb down onto or leave it inside and make a rope decent. There is a bed of tall plants below the window and the ground is uneven, so I knew it would be difficult to steady the stool. I started thinking about my summer 2 years ago, recovering from a broken ankle which was caused by something much less dramatic.
After banging some more, I decided I better go to the rope idea. I found a good rope that is part of a loom and started making some loops for my feet and wondered if I had a chance. Just then, John appeared outside of his shop and I finally got his attention. He had heard the banging but didn't bother to investigate and thought the whole thing was quite funny.
You know how you feel when the power comes on after setting up candles and enjoying the pioneering? That is how I felt. I almost wanted to try going out the window but that feeling only lasted about 14 seconds. I was thankful that John came along when he did. I usually have my cell phone with me but not today. Even if I had, I think John's was on his desk in the house.
Oh well, everyone needs an adventure once in awhile.