Extra Keys - Security... smirk, smirk...
Wed 19th, I went to Walmart and got a bunch of stuff, and also had 2 keys made. I worry that I could lose my keys or have my purse stolen, and I wouldn't be able to get back into the house. I actually had an incidence once before when someone locked all my keys in the car and I couldn't get in the house. We had to call a locksmith to open the car, but I was frantic till we could get home and in to Bob. I usually go to the store once he is down for a nap. So, I got a new set to put in a 'lock box' I bought to store keys (like realtors use), and even and extra front door one, for myself. So, I come home with this smug feeling of knowing I will never have to worry about not being able to get in, and with 3 keys to the front door in my purse... can not locate one. I was agog with terror and frustration. Was he up? still asleep? If I ring the doorbell, could he get to the door and unlock it? yes- unless he falls... and could end up blocking the door from entry. So, what do I do... stand on the porch, crying and praying and tearing thru my purse, which also has a 12" subway sandwich in it, for dinner. After about 15 minutes, I go over to the lawn chairs and start ripping things out of my purse (suitcase size purse), and do finally find a key.
It's just sooooo maddening that on the very day that I believe I am finally protected from lock outs, and am armed with *3* KEYS, that is the day I can't find a key and get in. It's like fate just HATES it when I feel confident that I have solved and issue and can no longer worry about it.
Got home later than I expected because Walmart moved every item on the shelf, in time for Christmas terror shopping, and then the key fiasco. The worst part of this is that it was son's birthday, and I knew I had to call right away when I came in, because he goes to bed early. I hate that it was not the carefree cheerful call I wanted to be. I tried to sound normal, but it was not.. it was stiff and I was just not making the happy birthday call that I really wanted to make to him
Well, around 3:30 am, which makes it Saturday, and my lock box is outside on the rod iron railing. hmmmm..... hope it doesn't fill up with rain water and rust the keys....
Oh, did I mention son is coming home TOMORROW with fiance? Yes, and I'm doing what is called CRISIS CLEANING. All the moving boxes were dumped EVERYWHERE and my plan was to work on them this winter when there was no therapy running us ragged, nor yard work to do. Boy, people coming sure can light a fire under you! Main areas are decent. 4 bedrooms are dumps... but they don't need in there, ha, ha... and don't look in the garage or your eyes might fall out.
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