I got ready to go to a meeting last night, reached in my purse for my keys...no keys...so I ran to the bedroom and went through the pocket of my jeans that I was wearing when I went out yesterday morning....no keys...darn...where could those keys be?
I grabbed Gene's keys, jumped in his car, and took off for the meeting. I tried to put the missing keys out of mind so I could enjoy my dinner and the meeting. But when I got home, I dug in and started looking again for those keys. I looked everywhere...even emptying my purse...which is good, because I got rid of all the receipts that seem to collect and clutter my purse. I traced all of my steps from that morning...even going out in the rain and checking around the car...also checked the yard where I had walked the dog as soon as I got home...but...still no keys. I was missing "Dancing With the Stars"...and I was getting very frustrated. I knew the keys had to be SOMEWHERE!
My husband told me that if they didn't turn up...to call and get a replacement set of keys from the serial number...and I was sweating that $200 cost!
I kept trying to think if I had missed anything else I had done during the day. The only other thing I remembered that I did was to lay back in the recliner in the couch and grab a short catnap! But I had already run my hand all around the inside edges of the seat, then laid the recliner back and checked under it with the flashlight...no keys. I was in a quandry. I happened to remember that you can take the back off this couch...good thing I even remembered that you can do that...and Gene's jaws dropped when he saw me doing it. He thought I was tearing the couch apart...but the first thing I found lodged back there was a toy from my grandson, Ben...and the next thing I found were those keys...thank the Lord!!!! That was enough to make one cuss...lol!
THE STORY CONTINUES....
I decided to buy a "key finder"...so off I went this morning searching for one...an item which is apparently more available at Christmas...but anyhow, at Walgreen's, I found one....tried it out and bought it. When I whistled, it started beeping...and I whistled again, and it beeped again. So, I'm hoping this will help me in the future...hopefully, I will NEVER need it.
This drawing of my keys was done after Claire posted the suggestion in her comment that I do so...and you can see that I've added my key finder.
4 comments:
I don't lose my keys, but I do lose my gloves. All the time. I drop them when I'm walking, I leave them on counters at stores, they fall into the couch cushions and ocassionally a dog will get one. Summer is better - less accessories.
I don't think there is anything else in the whole wide world, that's worse than loosing your keys.
I say that, because I'm usually the one who has this problem A LOT..
So, with that thot in mind, I better go and make sure MY keys are where they belong...sheesh...
L.
Amazing story and hits 'close' to home because I've often been stumped by missing keys. I know how it can really get you in knots until you find them. Thanks for sharing your story. Now you need to sketch an image of those priceless keys and maybe add text around them about this story... Certainly something you will remember for quite awhile!
Thanks, Claire for the idea of drawing my keys...I hadn't thought of it. Now I'll go back and add the story of the lost keys to that drawing...but I don't think I'll ever forget this event.
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