Broken Lock

So Wednesday, we discovered that the latch on our door broke. For 24 hours, our door was not locked. Yes, Austin & I both went to work with the door open. The only thing we have worth stealing is Austin's 32" plasma TV and please don't steal it. He'd be heartbroken.

On Thursday on my way home, I picked up a new latch. It took me a couple of hours, but the new latch was installed. I showed Austin how it worked. It's basically identical to the one that broke. I also cooked dinner. Yes, I am an awesome wife.

On Friday, I came home to find the door unlocked. Again. Austin wasn't home, but I rolled my eyes and figured he forgot or that one of the latches was a bit different, so I closed the door, locked it and moved on. Austin comes home, I see him from the window. A few minutes later, Cassie is barking her head off and Austin still hasn't let himself in. I went down and opened the door for him.

Austin: I lost the key to the new lock. I've looked everywhere.

I go to Austin's room to help him find the key. In five seconds, he goes to his bag.

Austin: Oh, here it is.