Back Door

I drove back to New Hamburg from Ottawa in our new car while Barb stayed behind in Ottawa to play pickleball.  I wanted to get back for my ball game that night.  As I was driving home I realized that Barb had the keys to the house in her car.  Fortunately I remembered that we were too lazy to lock the back door and I got in that way and changed into my fastball uniform and made it to my game.