I Will Not Call You Again

similar to mine

                                                               I won't have to.

Friday afternoon, I had things to do. One thing to do was go to the locksmith and get something to put keys into like realtor's have. I had awakened at about 10:15, waited for the house to get a bit less damp and chilly feeling, then got up and started my day. While I lay there, I got my laptop out to read blogs.

I was ready to go and then a program on the tv tempted me to stay a bit. Then, I rushed right out the door...without my keys or my cell phone. Since I only brought my change purse and not my whole purse, I could not use the keys inside the purse.

Without a cell phone, I could not call anyone, not even a locksmith. I could see that two neighbors who will help were not home. Finally, I managed to get a lawn chair around by the car and sat there waiting for my neighbor to come home.

Then, I remembered I had my smart phone. The only numbers I needed were ones I could not remember, except for exbf''s. I called him three times in an hour and a half. I have never memorized the number to his cell phone.

Finally, exbf was home. I told him I was sitting out front so I could see neighbor come home. I strongly hinted at his coming and letting me in. He sighed and said he would. Before we got off the phone, I made a plan to call his cell if neighbor came in.

In the meantime, after sitting there (45 F nd windy with gusts) for an hour and a half, I was about to pee in my pants. I had begun thinking of where I could squat with the most coverage from bushes.My neighbor drove up.  It took the neighbor guy about two minutes after I asked. So, I was inside the house, dying to go to bathroom, and with a very red face from the wind.

I called exbf who was stalled in traffic because an accident somewhere near Malfunction Junction. He had barely left home and had just been sitting in traffic for fifteen minutes. He was glad to hear from me, but it took him forever to get to an exit where he could get back home.

Once in the house ,since it was almost 5 pm, I lost no time in leaving and got to the locksmith at 4:55. As I was having keys made, I remarked I needed one of those things that realtors used. Now, it is affixed to my door knob! He sold me a used one.

Problem solved! I won't ever need to call the locksmith to let me in my car or house. I will miss them...lol. Does anyone have one of these contraptions?