Last week, I somehow misplaced half of the latch system on the cabinet under the kitchen sink, rendering it useless. You have the same cabinet at your house – you know, the one filled with Windex and Mop & Glow and rat poison and other tempting treats. I tried securing it with another thing, but kid knows how to take that one off so it didn’t last long. I tried tempting him away from it, blocking it with myself while trying to do dishes, whatever it took.
Except once he knew it was open season, that’s all THAT took.
Eventually, after checking under every appliance, every nook, most of the crannies and even the bathroom, I came to the conclusion that either I threw it out somehow, which would be dumb because I never take it off of the handles when I unlatch it, or the kid has gotten very sneaky.
I developed a temporary replacement by jamming the two different latches together to tide me over until I could go return a baby gate at the big box store that welcomes all types of people. And I mean aaaaaalllll types of people. That baby gate did not live up to my sneaky baby standards, either.
I returned the useless gate and discovered that while I had paid $5 elsewhere for ONE latch, this certain store sold them in a two pack. FOR $4. BRING IT ON.
Upon our return, to my delight and little boy’s dismay, I re-secured the poisonous materials cupboard.
Two days later, I find the missing piece. In the vegetable crisper.
I guess it just wanted to chill out, har har.
NO BUT SERIOUSLY. Was I that big of a @!%^#!# space cadet last week that I put a CABINET LOCK in the $@^@!# REFRIGERATOR!?
I want to blame the kid, I really do, but I think I only have myself to blame here.
BUT THAT’S NOT THE LAST OF IT.
I switched out the latch from the new one back to the old one since the old one was easier to snap apart since it had been used. I went to put the new one back with its twin in the junk drawer when SURPRISE!
I found out that I had originally bought a two pack. Not a single. Meaning I wouldn’t have had to buy another set, I wouldn’t have had to venture into Mullet Warehouse AND I could have solved the situation immediately instead of trying to find unsuccessful temporary solutions.
But if you think I’m going BACK to Mullet Warehouse to return $4 worth of merchandise….well. You must not know me very well.
I’m cheap but not stupid.
Unless it comes to putting things in the veggie drawer.