Where are we going? And why am I in this handbasket?
So for a week I have intended to make notes for a post... yeah that didn't happen. Neither did finding the key to the med cart we bought to store things in out of the reach of kids. We had the key to begin with and only one key, it was well guarded. Then we decided to put it on a nail on the wall up high. It fell one day, down behind the buffet that is against the wall where the nail is that held the key. I was in a hurry so I thought we just won't lock the main cart and we could still use the lock box because it uses a separate key. As long as the main lock was not secured then the lock box could be opened. Life went along well for three months or so. Every once in a while I would think I should really try to get that key. Then it happened... just last Sunday, it happened. I went into the cart to get something and for whatever reason I pushed the lock closed. I even thought about it as I pushed. Why? I have no idea! All wee...