Has Anyone Seen My Keys?
Yes, I had one of “those” days yesterday. I was answering email, drinking coffee, getting everyone off to school/work, and trying to find my exercise gear when I discovered that my keys were missing. Gone. Disappeared. Poof!
Of course, I have a spare to my CRV and the house, but I wanted my jingly, heavy-enough-to-break-a-window set with the Stay Tuned tag. That, and my mini-library card. This was serious!!
I had to fight the urge to stay home and look. I started wondering if I’d dropped them outside, if someone picked them up, and if that someone was going to break into my house (Yes, this is how my mind thinks! Blame it on the author gene.) But, for once, I took my spare key, locked the house, and left.
I went to Pure Barre, grabbed a cup of coffee at Carpe Diem, and talked with a girlfriend on my cell. She insisted that it was okay if I missed the lunch and shopping date we’d scheduled for later that day.
Still worried, I hung up, and headed home to search. I went through every room in the house, the boys’ bedrooms, the laundry room, the back porch. After 20 minutes, I found them. In the bathroom. Don’t ask. I don’t remember leaving them there (of course). Relieved, I rushed out the door –again– to meet my friend.
The upshot is this. I almost missed out on great girlfriend time looking for keys that would most likely turn up somewhere inside my house. And … I didn’t realize it … but my long-time, reliable, always-there-when-I need-her friend was having an awful, terrible, rotten day. She was just too sweet to say so.
Lesson learned: Keys will turn up. They can be replaced. Time with a good friend can’t.
Have a fabulous day! xx, Lauren
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