I found a lock!
In a plastic box in the bowels of our linen closet, amid old, rusty thumbtacks, plastic wire caps, dried up tubes of superglue (which are still there), that iron-on stuff you cut and iron onto the back of a hole in your clothes to try and disguise the hole and myriads of other unidentifiable, dried up, rusty things, I find a lock......with the key!
I actually found 2 locks, a little one and a bigger one.
I took the little one because it was so cute.
If you read my previous post, you already know that the latest trend and must-do for all people in love (lest being deemed as uncool) is to attach a lock with your name on it to something somewhere and toss the key.
Apparently this signifies that your love will be locked forever in this world to infinity and beyond.
I would like that.
But where to put it without someone unromantic person using the jaws of life to remove it?
This is what I have to think about today.
Where would you put it?