Call me Ms. Fix it

Why, oh why does everything need to fall apart when i'm 9 months pregnant and ready to pop? Seriously, the lock on my front door is screwed, can't get the damn key in the door. I'm worried its going to snap and we'll be locked out. So instead of doing something fun, tomorrow i gotta run to Lowe's with the lunatics and get a lock.... Funny, i told mike and says its best that i go cuz i know what i'm looking for!