PHEW

Did you hear that sigh?  That was me simplifying my life.....and in the process I simplified the Big Boober's life too.....go figure!  I'm sure you've already eyeballed that mess of keys, fobs, beeper, wrist ring, and deer horn up above.  That.....unfortunately.....is what I carry around with me whenever I exit the Gulch.  Believe it or not.....that's what it looks like AFTER removing a small handful of keys that went who knows where.....and I'm sure a lock will pop up every now and then and it won't have a key to unlock it because I decided to chunk it off into oblivion.  The above mess opens various doors at the Gulch.....there's a key to a family member's apartment.....and, of course, there's the usual assortment of car keys, mailbox, etc.  Then there are those store fobs.....total they measure 3/8" THICK.....yes, I measured.  There's also my only defense against the boogie man.....that deer horn.....and I'm not afraid to use it if so threatened.  So if you decide to mess with my person.....you WILL get gored!  Unfortunately, there was still something terribly wrong with this varied assortment of ground metal I was left with.....I was still having a hell of a time picking out the house key.....every.....single.....time.  That apartment key is a dead ringer for our house key.....plus there's another one on there that's an evil twin.....all of which makes for one very frustrated Anne.  I've tried moving the house key to a more accessible location on my key chain.....but all that did was frustrate me even further.....because I never picked the the right spot where it should be located.  So how'd I solve this conundrum, you ask?  On our weekly date visit to Lowe's we just happened to be strolling near the key-making section.....when I broke ranks with the Big Boober and sauntered over to check out the nifty key blanks they had on display.....when all of a sudden the clouds parted.....the angels started trumpeting their horns.....and the prettiest little key just spoke to me.....it said.....buy me, please, mum!  To further excite the moment.....the Harley-Davidson key blank with the flames on it did a swan song on the Big Boober.....and he drifted over wondering what was wooing him.....and at that exact moment.....the two of us became proud owners of our very own kick ass keys!  Woo hoo!!!  As lame as this sounds.....I'm actually excited when I search for the house key.....because now my frustrations are gone, gone, gone.....and that key just stands out like a beacon in the night.  Please drop your eyes down to that mega photo of my life changer.....it's just so la de da.....