Last night I cooked up a bean sauce as a base for nachos. I had it all brewing on the stove and I thought I’ll get the corn chips out of the cupboard so I can get ready to compile my nachos.
I realised just as I opened the cupboard that I had no corn chips because I’d used them one or two weeks earlier. Damnit, I thought, I can’t have nachos without corn chips and now I’ve built myself up for nachos that’s what I want and I will not settle for anything else.
JJ was in the bath so I couldn’t just bundle him into the car or the pram to go to the shop. I thought through my options and called my sister as I knew she was on her way soon to my place to pick up her dog. Unfortunately she didn’t answer her phone so I just left a message saying I urgently needed her to pick up corn chips.
I didn’t hear from her so after JJ got out the bath and I got him dressed I thought we would head off to the shop and the worst thing that could happen was that I would end up with two packets of corn chips. We waltzed out the front door and just after I shut the front door I realised I didn’t have my house and car keys.
Luckily I keep a spare set hidden for such an emergency. I found them successfully in the dark and just as I opened the front door to retrieve my keys, the phone rang. It was my sister saying she could pick up some corn chips.
I never thought I would say that it was lucky I locked myself out of the house.