Thursday, October 29, 2009
Keys (Or Lack ThereOf)
I have turned into one of those people who forget their keys all the time. I am blaming my boyfriend. He always used to forget his, and he seems to have passed the forgot-your-keys-virus on to me.
Over the past few months I have had to hang out at the airport, wander around aimlessly in the rain, and try to climb through the kitchen window. Today I forgot them again, I went for a long walk because I decided I need some more exercise. Well exercise I got! When I came home from my walk I found out I forgot my keys. Of course the neighbours who have the spare key were at work, so I had to walk to my mom's work to get hers. And then walk back of course. I was dead from my first walk, so you can imagine just how dead I was when I got home from retrieving the keys!
I gave the boyfriend one of these for his birthday a few years ago. Maybe I should start using it myself instead?