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What a morning. I got done with my final banking and came back only to be worried that I had left a light on and my curtains open. I was going to blow it off but it nagged me so much I had to go back — only to find I had left my house keys here, which means I was locked out of Busdaddy’s, too.

And then I realized my phone was charging at his place so I had to wake up a neighbor and use his phone to call a locksmith. It was one of the oldest in the valley and the only one I could think of with no phone book handy.

So I do 75 mph all the way which is 10 miles over the speed limit AND what I normally drive, but I got here and waited. And waited. And waited.

Finally, a neighbor came out and asked politely why I wasn’t in the house, and then allowed me to use his phone. I’m almost in tears by this time, but I bit back the frustration and called the company. They had “one truck with mechanical problems and couldn’t come today.” I don’t believe that for a second.

So I asked the neighbor for a phone book and called another company and they were here within 45 minutes. I looked high and low for my house keys and when I was ready to make a second pass, I saw them lying on the floor by the kitchen table. WOT??

I used up over a quarter of a tank of gas, and I’m sure it was the speed as well as the distance.

I’ve missed one dose of pills and now the other one is due and I’m so upset, I don’t want to eat anything. Not good.

But that’s my story and I’m sticking to it!