Locked out

I was all flustered and shit last night and I realized I had to be somewhere in fifteen minutes so I stopped what had me all flustered and ran into get my keys, but was so riled up and not paying attention that I grabbed my pocket knife instead of keys and promptly locked myself out of the house. The Bride had activities that stretched past ten, so I just dutifully pulled up weeds and such until darkness fell then I sat with my FancyPhone dorking about until the power went out. Then Kelley had a key when she was coming home and let me in.

SIGH!