Belle is away visiting friends. I got home this evening and broke off my front door key in the lock.
Insult to injury after two of the shittiest weeks I've had in quite some time.*
Fortunately, there was just enough of a nub of the broken key that I was able to pull on the door knob and turn the lock out.
The broken key in the lock was not wanting to come out, so I was thinking I might have to run to the hardware store and get a couple of replacement dead bolts for the front and back doors.
My lizard brain thought,"If I do, maybe I won't tell Belle and she'll get home and her key won't work and she'll totally freak HA HA HA HA"
My monkey brain having a higher IQ by at least 10 points simply responded, "Not Funny Dumbass".
So, with slumped shoulders of self inflicted shame, I went back and worked on the key a bit more, and of course now it came out of the lock.
Now, time to go spelunking in the junk drawer for spares.
*Why I have not posted in a while.