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Comments for Car Keys
Today started like any other typical Thursday. I got the kids up. I did my morning round of work while they ate breakfast. Ian took Sean to school while Harriet and I stayed home. After taking Sean to school Ian drove the car to Berkeley.
His plan was to work the morning at Berkeley and then come home for lunch. After lunch he would then box up Caligula and take her for her annual shots. We need to get her vaccinated for when she'll be staying at Shamrock Ranch over the Christmas holiday.
Unfortunately things didn't work out as planned. At twelve thirty I got a frantic phone call from Ian. The car key had fallen off his key chain. The same thing happened about five years ago with his key to the Civic Hatchback but the old Honda keys were much thinner at the top than the newer ones. He thinks this time it was the ring that failed not the key but the result is the same. The key vanished sometime after he paid for parking.
So there I was at home trying to figure out how to get my set of keys to him. We couldn't leave the car overnight in the Berkeley garage and it seemed pointless to rent a car just to come home to get the keys and drive back.
While I was figuring out how to get us to Berkeley I also had to quickly feed Harriet and call the vet to reschedule the appointment. The vet (of course!) was taking a two hour lunch break so all I could do was leave a message.
I thought about walking down to BART but the sling and the stroller are both the trunk. I thought about calling for a taxi but I only had two dollars on hand. While I was trying to sort out whether to call a taxi or perhaps try the bus, I sent out an email to my local BookCrossing friends.
The email worked beautifully! Lisa (lisaxiii) who has a daughter about a year older than Harriet responded immediately. Her daughter was in day care (meaning she had a car seat available) and she could spare the hour and a half it would take to get me there and then drive home.
So by two thirty the three of us were riding into Berkeley. It was Harriet's first time riding forward. She loved it so much that we've now turned her seat to face forward (we could have done it two months ago). I called Ian to find out where he had parked the car and Lisa dropped me off just a block up from the garage.
Tomorrow we need to figure out how to get a duplicate key made (we couldn't with the old Civic because the key styles had changed). We also need to reschedule the cat's appointment.