When all the lights go out

Well today was my first time in a dark room for over 16 years and I have repressed all dark room memories, all I remember is how to work the coil to get the film wound on. So waiting to go back  into that dark dark room was a bit nerve wrecking. But while I was waiting to go in I kept checking my equipment
1- development tank........check
2- spiral..........check
3-spindle........check
4- 2pence ..........check
5-film 1...........check
6-film 2........chec...oh hang on that's an empty  film case that could of been a bad thing to find out in the dark dark room

6- film 2.......check.....phew

so it was my turn to go into the dark dark cupboard. I placed all my equipment where I was hoping I could find in the dark and was finally handed my scissors then I shut the door and locked it and it was the blackest of black. I patted my hands around on the desk looking for my roll of film and my 2 p so I could crack open the film. FOUND THEM!!
I then broke open the film and then patted round for the scissors FOUND THEM!! I then felt for the end of the film and carefully cut the film hoping my fingers where not in the way. I then started to thread the film onto the spiral which went on easily thank god. Then after patting around the desk again to find the spindle knocking the film tubs on the floor I FOUND IT!! Feeling very proud of myself I then realised I had another roll of film to do. I then repeated the whole thing including the patting around in the dark and playing hunt the film cos I dropped it onto the floor. After all was complete and safe in the development tank I felt...... like a photographer ninja!!!! nothing could stop me .......except the lock on the door which took me longer to find then doing the task all together.