Everything in our house here has a lock on it. The desks, the cupboards, even the refrigerator. We don’t use most of the locks (if you can’t trust your guards and housekeeper, who can you trust?), but there are a few wonky doors that only stay shut if we lock them. Like my closet.
This morning the key wouldn’t turn to unlock the closet. We tried soap, lotion, and of course lots and lots of jiggling. Still it remains locked up tighter than the Ark of the Covenant.
I tucked in my shirt today, so maybe no one will notice I’m wearing yesterday’s clothes.