I hate it when I lose things.. Drives me nuts.
I look in everything .... twice.. some times more,
as if it will appear after I have looked in the pocket
or in the drawer or where ever.
I know it is in the house.. that is given. But where?
We came home Sunday, from the store.. I had to use the
keys to open the door... so I know.. I know.. they are
here.. somewhere. I remember bring in the groceries
when I open the door.. and put the keys on the counter
with the groceries .. to go out and get some more.. And
that is the last of my memory.
It doesn't scare me that they are gone, as I know they have
to be here somewhere. We didn't go anywhere after. So where
the heck are they??? good question.
I have looked in my sweater pockets at least 10 times ..
like maybe they will appear. maybe I didn't look deep
enough. I tore the counter apart... no where.
Maybe I should ask St. Anthony the finder of all things.
My Aunt Harriet use to ask his help. But so far.. nothing.
and they are fairly important keys... so got to find them.
So if you would.. maybe you can ask the powers that be..
if the keys could appear for me.. lol...because so far I
am not doing well on my own.