Rats!! I normally don't carry a lock since I park my bike in the staff room at work, and I always go straight home. I only bring the lock if I know I will be stopping somewhere. Well, today I have an appointment after work and guess what is unhelpfully sitting on the hall table at home...

I'm on my ancient and disreputable-looking Raleigh today and there's an out-of-sight spot for me to park the bike at my appointment, so the chances of anyone taking it are really slim, but I'm going to be all anxious about it the whole time I'm in there. I could park it in the lobby but that might be more obvious than around the corner on the porch. Rats, rats, rats!

Just needed to vent.

The irony in the situation is that the appointment is with a psychologist about my ADHD and inability to remember anything for longer than 7 seconds...