Heading out to the library one day last week, I found myself in a bit of a pickle.I couldn’t find my keys!
I hadn’t been out of the house for two days and I need them to get into the yard, never mind my dwelling, so I knew they were at least safe. I just had to find them!
I’d probably set them down someplace when I was reorganizing my key chain. No biggie! They’d turn up eventually.
I grabbed an extra set I’d tucked way for exactly this occasion and headed out the door.
Remember how I had mentioned that my neighbourhood was experiencing an increase in crime?
Remember last month how some jerks broke into my neighbour’s house, in broad daylight?
Remember how this encouraged me to up my home security and put in new locks and reinforce my doors?
Remember how I felt safe (And SO SMUG!),secure and satisfied every time I turned my key in the lock or slid the deadbolts home? Nobody’s getting in to my house.
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!
That only works if one is not a dumb ass.
On my return trip home from the library, I let myself back into the yard and immediately found my lost keys.
They’d been OUTSIDE, for TWO DAYS ( and NIGHTS ), sitting in plain sight.
I guess I’d left them out there on Sunday when I’d been picking rosehips. Not only had I left my keys outside, my husband had walked past them twice on his way in from work and not seen them either.
I am buying one of those long, reely key chain thingys and a carbineer and I’m going to attach the whole get up to my bra strap so I never leave them out there again! (This is not my first offense, sadly)
On the plus side, this incident is truly an indication of something I’ve always suspected- I have the BEST LUCK. Seriously. I must have been born with horseshoes up my bum…
Have you had a major fuck up lately? Please share!