We had arrived home at 9.a.m. and while Tiki was about to put away one of our three garbage bins, she handed me the three keys that are required in order to obtain access to our house.
Normally, in my advanced years I become confused, but on this particular occasion I achieved the task without faltering.
“You’re in before noon!”, she commented light-heartedly.
“That’s because I started at 6 a.m.!”, I quipped, with a smile.