Day before yesterday we locked ourselves out of our home. We left the key in the keyhole on the inside and closed the door on our way out. When we came back, our spare key refused to go help because the keyhole was being occupied. Damn keys! Can't they all get along! After some minutes of me wrangling with the door and being impolite to it, Ramya's nimble hands came to our rescue. She sent her thin hands in through the mail opening in the door and used a long forceps to gently shake the inside key out. We had a few people on the road wondering if they should call the police about a possible break-in.
We are moving home. Coming few weeks would be a bit quiet here.
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