Keys and a Door

I have two keys for my house. I actually have five but I only use the security door key and my deadlock key. I don't normally worry about locking the handle because well I figure that the deadlock is enough.

But that doesn't mean that I don't lock my door of a night. I live alone and well, I like to add some extra security since I have such bad sleeps at times and the last thing that I need to be thinking about is someone getting into my little apartment to rob or nab me. [As my mum always used to say though, no one would ever kidnap me for long; I talk too much.]

Anywho; so since the boyfriend moved in on Sunday I explained this to him in the morning as I noticed it was unlocked the night before, sending small shock waves through my body.

So we were then getting ready to leave and he says something along the lines of;

"I remembered to lock the door babe."

Instantly the smile is gone from my face and I say;

"You didn't did you? You didn't lock the handle?"

He looks confused and replies with a yes.

I sigh and begin to explain that we are now locked out because I don't carry those keys on me.

Oh dear.

Thank gawd that I didn't start work until ten that morning and it was almost nine when we were leaving so I just ducked into my real estate [which thankfully is on the way to work] and grabbed a pile of keys.

I do not know how many keys there were and I was busting to pee when I was walking home, I stupidly forgot to go before I left work and I was cursing that I would get to play 'find-the-right-key' from a bazillion keys.

Thankfully I found it on the third key.

How's that for luck!