It was a disaster waiting to happen.
Between the strange noises that the automatic garage door had been making recently and the fact that you had no idea where you had a key to the front door of your house, the disaster was bound to happen some time.
Unfortunately, when the bad karma occurred it just happened to be the night when you were already running late. Flying in and out of the garage you had already picked your daughter up from school 30 minutes early so that she could make it to her afternoon orthodontist appointment. After just a few minutes at home, your daughter changed and got ready for the evening’s school orchestra concert rehearsal. You had just returned home from dropping her at the school, and you were planning to meet your husband at the house and driving to