Force of Habit

A strange thing has been happening to me lately. I find myself trying to unlock my apartment door, my mom's front door, my mailbox, and various other locks with my remote control key for my car. All of my keys are on the same ring, so whenever I approach something that needs unlocking, I sometimes look down to realize that yes, I am aiming the remote at it and subconciously thinking it's going to open somehow. It's one of those moments where you glance around and hope no one saw you, though I've been doing it so frequently, I'm sure I've been caught at least once. I can't wait until the day my mailbox actually does swing open at the click of my remote. That'll be a shocker. Until then, I'm probably just going to have to try to uncondition myself from this strange habit of mine. It's funny how the brain works, isn't it?