Genius.

Today was a pretty good day at work.

I stopped on the way home to make copies of my keys. I had these rubbery skeleton key covers on them, and they were getting yucky. I made pretty ones so that I could still find my two keys easily amongst the other keys on my ginormous landlord key ring. Made the copies. Lady put them in the bag for me with my original keys. Came home. Let the dogs out. Scout was being loud, so I set the keys by the door and let them out.

Bob came over, and we went to pick up dinner. All was great until we got back. As I got out of the car I had a crazy flashback of me putting the keys, old and new, by the door. And never putting them back on my ring. So…. I’d locked us out.

We met my parents halfway to get my spares from them. I felt like a genius. And by genius, I mean moron. :)

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