Finally not Saturday...

I had the silliest weekend, blergh.
On Saturday I was determined to study for my chemistry test (that I had today, but that is irrelevant at the moment), but being the lazy person that I am I negotiated with myself that I'd first tidy up my room before dragging those clumsy chemistry books out of my bag and get a back-ache from sitting in the same position for too long. When I say tidy my room, it usually involves clearing my desk, when I say clear my desk it usually means that I have heaps of clothes on my desk, as well as books and random papers that need to be sorted.
So after about 30 minutes of shoving heaps of clothes back into my wardrobe and pressing down those unsorted piles of papers in my desk drawers, I found a key in my top drawer.
Uncertain of which key it was I was caught by surprise when it fit in my desk lock.
I turned the key left and right but nothing seemed to happen, so I put the key back in the first drawer and closed it. That's when I heard the click..
I had just locked my drawer, even worse- the key for the lock was in my drawer.
I panicked and even scratched myself on a pin I was trying to use to pry open the lock.
Then I remembered- the table top could be lifted up, and then I'd have the top drawer exposed long enough to dig for the key and open my drawers again!
The joy!! Or so I thought. My brilliant idea didn't exactly fail, but in order to follow through with it, I had to not only remove my computer speakers but also my 2nd screen and my radio speakers as well as 2 random shelf-things. Cds were falling out from everywhere, books, pencils.. after another 20 minutes my desk was almost completely cleared, till I realised I was way too weak to lift the entire wooden table-top myself!!
Standing there almost done with the brilliant plan I had thought out, not too detailed, in my mind I sat on my chair perplexed and started coming up of another way to lift this huge piece of wood.
Finally my dad came home, I acted as if it were an emergency, urging him to quickly aid me in this desperate hour!
Finally after another 5 minutes of fiddling around with the stupid table, the top was lifted and I could quickly slide my hand into the drawer to retrieve the key.
After all the hassle me and my dad smiled and fit the key into the lock.
....It didn't budge.
almost bending the key, breaking it, we couldn't open the stupid drawers.
NOW WHAT! I thought.
Mum came in and turned the key about 2 degrees.
Click.
...Stupid Saturday. Not only had I spent 4 hours cleaning my table and its content but I had also wasted 2 hours moving everything on and off it.
Finally isn't Saturday anymore..