After two years of living in an apartment, the kids and I are moving into a house. It is just a rental but we are all excited. I have been explaining to NyCee that she and Tyler will have their own rooms and will not share anymore. She picked out (with my help) the room she wanted.
Yesterday, we went to pray over the house with Dionne. The former tenant had locks on all the bedroom doors but no keys. Confused I am I say. Nonetheless, NyCee closed my bedroom door and yup, you guessed - it is now locked.
I am having a locksmith come out and re-key the house to one key and replace the door knobs. I do not know how many keys are in existence so I would rather pay to have the locks changed than to shoot drunk Uncle Bubba for walking up in my house.
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