Lock Out

I did have one bit of excitement today, I locked myself out of my apartment for the first time. With 30 minutes to kill between meetings, I ran to my apartment to take care of some of the applications necessary for my CPE (Clinical Pastoral Education) summer program. While gathering everything together, I ran out the door and left my keys on my desk. This is the first time I have locked myself out of the house while at seminary but it is the second time I’ve done this in the past two months. I hope this isn’t a pattern. I think the next time I lock myself out, it will cost me 5 dollars. That’s 5 amish whoopie pies. I need me some chocolaty cream filled deliciousness.