Day 28—29 November 2011
It’s a good thing he’s cute!
From the “all’s well that ends well” department, I present to you my keys—distinguishable by the mini drumsticks. Yesterday, Tom somehow ended up with his and my keys at work. Once I had exhausted all the possible places I could have left them, I called him to see if he had them. Another unhappy discovery yesterday morning: the valet key that came with my new previously-loved vehicle almost a year ago doesn’t fit this car. After four additional calls, I reached one of my volunteer helpers (whom I had not previously met), who was able to come pick me up. It’s a good thing I had everything ready to go the night before. . . . [Please note: No husbands were harmed in the writing of this caption.]