Today's major story is about the keys.
And here's the long.
For many years my keys were a bit of a game. Every morning a part of my ritual was finding my keys. I never really "lost" them, because I'm a really "good looker". Finding things is just one of my skill sets. I can imagine where things might be -- (my sister-in-law, Pat, says the Mom always knows where things are). Once Alan and I were married, he helped me see the wisdom in having a place to put my keys. So every time I come home, I put my keys on the hook inside the pantry. They are always there and I don't have to look for them in the morning.
So...imagine my surprise this morning when I opened the pantry door and reached for my keys. My "key hook" was empty! And imagine my chagrin to discover that I no longer even know how to look for my keys! I can't even imagine another place they might be, because they belong on that hook. I did look in all the common places - purse, dressing area, kitchen counter, dining room table, etc. But time was pressing for me to make an appointment at work, so I rounded up the extra key and headed off.
As soon as I got home this afternoon I searched all the places I'd thought of during the day at work. They weren't there. I headed out to look around in the front yard since I went out to visit with Alan as he worked on the lawn when I got home yesterday. I took Sophie with me thinking she might be able to find them, but I wasn't planning on taking her for a walk. I hadn't been out very long at all before Alan said he needed to see me. Start laughing now....
I keep Sophie's leash and her "doggie bags" in a basket inside a console table in the living room. Since I was only looking in the yard and not taking Sophie for her walk, I didn't grab the leash on my way out. There in the basket was the small roll of "doggie bags", her leash and on top of it all, there were my keys.

Tonight they are right where they are supposed to be - so in the morning it will be one less thing I have to think about.
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