In which I am an idiot

So I go to leave for work this morning, and realise my keys are not on the key rack. I think to myself, where are my keys? I think back… to saturday… and I can see my keys perfectly, I know exactly where they are, they’re in Chase’s car’s glove compartment.
And he’s at work.

So I had to call kristie and ask beg her to come get me. Oooh boy.

Great start to the day.

I posted a picture of where we’re having the wedding ceremony over at my wedding journal, but you can’t see if it you’re not on my friends list, so too bad for you if you’re not!