Misplaced pride:
I just broke into my own home.
See, I'm stupid. I went out to the laundry room and the door locked behind me. Because I'm also paranoid, all the doors were locked. I just got out of the shower, so my hair is still wet and I was wearing slippers instead of shoes. (At least I was fully clothed!) After much subdued panic and wandering around the house, I managed to open and crawl in my bedroom window.
Anyway. I'm proud that I managed that (and not injuring myself on the way in is an added bonus!) and hopefully I will not do anything so foolish again. (The locking out... the busting in was quite clever if I do say so myself. Hell, E* didn't think to do it when SHE locked herself out.)
[Title track by the Beatles, of course. I think I shall go listen to Abbey Road even now.]