my 'have you kissed your locksmith lately?' t'shirt

For me, it's simple. If I'm stressed out, I lose things, like keys, and/or lock myself out of things. The more stressed out, the more convoluted the trouble i get into. Stressed: locking keys in car. Really stressed, locking keys in car with lights on and motor running, in pouring rain. The worst example that comes to mind, was when we were selling a house and had spent all day clearing out the junk and finally there were these 6 huge bags and piles of it by the curb. Suddenly discovered keys were not in pocket. Not in purse. Must have fallen out somewhere. Went through everything. Got down on hands and knees in the underbrush. Night fell. Had a spare car key, but the spare house key (to the other house where I lived) was not in its usual spot on the air conditioner under the plant. Because I had had to get a new air conditioner, and hadn't put it back yet, so it was in the house. We tried the jimmy with a credit card routine, but it was a good deadbolt. Finally around midnight we called the locksmith from a payphone down the street. So Freud that if you want. God, I had forgotten, makes me feel exhausted just thinking about it. The person that you can count on to stand by you in such a situation, annoyed and cranky but there, is a true friend. So much the better if that person is also someone whom you may have rescued in the past from similar exigencies.