When a man thinks he's in charge . . .

Zane works in Idaho Falls so we switch vehicles to conserve gas. On Friday after he'd left I realized he had both sets of keys, I had no idea where the spare was, and I had only 15 min before class started. I called as soon as I realized but his phone was stilled turned off from classes.

I considered walking to campus but I'm far enough out that class would be close to over by the time I arrived.

I have a bike but it had been dismanteled for the move up here so . . . still in my slacks, I fiddled with the pieces until I figured out what went where and got it put together to ride to campus knowing I'd be late but it was better than nothing. Covered in grease, I hauled it up the stairs of our basement apartment (a chore in itself, haha) and then realized the front tire was flat and we had no tire pump.

He finally got my message and called back to let me know he'd accidently locked the spare key inside the truck. I've been after him to make me my own set but it's a hundred dollar key since it contains a computer chip so he keeps making excuses (maybe this will convince him). He gave me directions on how to break in and I spent the next 30 min sitting on the top of his truck in high heels trying to pry the door open to get a hanger down inside. The tool I was using as a lever broke in half and by then class was over anyway.

Luckily, my boss from the first job let me do some work from home and I had the oh so amazing Kayla come and take me to Wal-mart.

Isn't life fun! Honey, I need my own key!!