Yeah, since I’ve started an exercise routine including walking at least a mile each morning (hey, it’s a start), I’ve noticed a lot of other people with hoodies and sweat pants and so on when I’ve been wearing a short sleeved t-shirt and loose cotton pants. I love the cool/cold air on my face. If I get too hot, it badly affects my walking…even can make me nauseated.
I think I’ve lived in the Sacramento area long enough that I’m acclimated to the heat. I definitely feel more uncomfortable when it’s too cold than too hot.
My spare key is in the shed. The shed has a combination lock on the door. So if I ever get locked out I can still access it, but it’s in a locked place that others can’t access without some effort.
No spare key currently. We did have one, but we keep cannibalizing them to give to catsitters, and then not getting them back. (If something arises while we’re away, we’d like the maximum possible number of cat-rescuers on call.)
Our contractor had left a lockbox in the backyard and gave us the combination, so we just used that.
I’ve considered this option but never felt comfortable enough to do it. Plus our backyard is itself difficult to access without going through the house.
My spare key is kept in a lockbox in the laundry room – which is an addition that can’t be accessed from inside the house, only from the patio. I never lock that door. Someone random could open my gate, walk into my back yard, and get into the laundry room, but even if they noticed the lockbox no one else knows the combo.
There’s no time of every day when my house is likely to be empty; I work from home a couple days a week.
The corners of my garage are pretty disgusting, but if you’re willing to feel your way along one of the dusty, spider-eggy support beams, you might just find yourself a key.
That said, the door is never locked except late nights, because there’s basically no time when someone isn’t here.
Another vote for No spare key hidden in the house, but since my mother and father-in-law live in town, and only travel a few times a year, we’ve got a reasonably certain emergency option.
I firmly back the Cheeto in Chief getting rid of birthright citizenship & then returning all illegal immigrants to their country of origin; this especially includes those flying, honking (literal) shitboxes.
I have a key hidden so well I don’t know where to look for it, other than ‘in the neighbor’s house’; however, they know where it is in their house.