On Facebook, Cindy posts: "When I left for (a Thursday) afternoon meeting Zach and my husband were working on a car in the driveway. I kissed them goodbye and headed out. I locked the door behind me. They didn't have house keys with them. Oops." Which reminds me of the recent time that I was in Portland when I got an SOS call from my wife, who'd just returned home from Florida. The key that I'd left for her was the wrong one. She was dead tired and couldn't get in the house. Fortunately, we figured out how to get in without breaking one of the windows. Family members are always good for spare keys.

Question: When did you last find yourself locked out of your house? How did you get in?