Note to self

[blamebrampton]

Dear self,
It's great that you sometimes grab a small handbag and just stuff a few essentials in it for a jaunt up the road. It means your lovingly curated handbag collection does not go to waste, for a start. And let's face it, your work handbag is a bit bloated. No one will ever need two New Yorkers, three New Scientists and four pairs of gloves for the one day.

What would be even greater is remembering to put your keys back in your main handbag when you get home. I know you aced the return of the wallet and phone, and that's terrific. But the thing about keys, the really really good thing about keys, is that they let you go back inside to get your wallet and phone, whereas the reverse is not true.

Still, at least the cash meant you were able to go across the road and buy a tin of catfood, so Biscuit the Time-Share Cat stopped whimpering at you accusingly. And the wireless does reach to the doorstep. And it's not raining at the moment. And even if it were, the eaves extend out over this bit. But your bum is really cold and Mr Brammers is not here yet. And Biscuit has gone off to sit on her cardboard stack now she's finished eating. Ingrate. So, perhaps pop the spare set of keys in the spare handbag next time? Or use your brain? In the interim, you could use this time to write, you know.

Big hugs,
Me

Comments

[monster-o-love.livejournal.com]

Oh dear, you poor baby!!!! That really sucks very much. :( Hope Mr Brammers gets home soooooon!

And aren't cats just so annoying condescendingly elitist once they've had their food? It's frustrating. Dear kitty, I am NOT just a food-dispensing-warm-lap!!!! ;)

[vaysh11.livejournal.com]

Well, at least it's not raining. :) And how did your laptop fit into the small, key-less handbag, me wonders?

*pets Brammer's self*

Oh, and thanks for the PG explanation on the Zider-fic. Once I do my Christmas reading, I'll have the internet open to look up each and every abbreviation. Btw, the did you read the comment where the person was doing the cross-word puzzle while reading the fic. I still have some sore muscles from laughing ... :)

[catsintheattic.livejournal.com]

You might have to perfect your handbag management skills, but you rock at humour when looking at your dear self.

*sends hugs and sunshine*

[deensey.livejournal.com]

Or you could leave a spare set of keys here?

[inamac.livejournal.com]

Which reminds me, I need to have a spare key cut for the dog's handbag - the one with his treats, toys and poop-bags that I grab to take him for his morning walk. But at least I have company when sitting on the doorstep waiting for Lil to let us back in.

[brissygirl.livejournal.com]

I've a notoriously bad habit of losing the keyless entry for my car. Usually when I need it desperately so I can go to work or something. Normally it sits in the same place in my handbag but its in a little side pocket that has no zip, and consequently tends to fall out. A LOT!

Thank you for the giggles dear Brammers!

[supergreak.livejournal.com]

I used to lock myself out ALL THE TIME. So I stowed spare keys in the treehouse, under the patio cover, under the doormat...

[glass-violet.livejournal.com]

We don't lock the door. I have had a key for more almost two years, and have never, ever used it.
*lives in alternate universe*

[sesheta-66.livejournal.com]

Ha! I have resolved this issue! (We shan't discuss how many times I arrived at work without my card key, stranded in the parking lot, cursing the fact that no one else starts as early in the morning as I do, before I arrived at this solution).

I have little purse INSIDE big purse. 'Tis true. I have the essentials in little purse, and the goodies in big purse. That way, when heading out to the store, I remove small purse, knowing everything is in there.

Works wonders. *hugs*

[absynthedrinker.livejournal.com]

I feel your pain. I am famous for losing keys and breaking eyeglasses. I hope all turned out well.

Peace,
Bubba

[enchanted-jae.livejournal.com]

Did you try Alohamora?

*giggles*

[elsie.livejournal.com]

I'm terribly sorry about your bum.