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I had to go answer the door for the mail lady… she had a package that needed to be signed for. I got to the door, but I couldn’t figure out how to get it open. More proof that everything in my mom’s house requires a manual. It’s a deadbolt lock, you see, but it requires a key to open it from both the outside and the inside… and it was locked… so I had to search around the front door for the key to get out. I found it eventually, and signed for the package and stuff. Good thing I didn’t have to get out of here in a hurry for any reason, though…