My husband and I have spent the majority of our Saturday looking for his car key. My husband, James, is a very organized person. He puts things in the same place every time. If it were me losing a car key, not unusual.
We have looked under every single piece of furniture. Through the laundry, in pockets, in drawers, on shelves. Every where! They keys are gone. And we have a feeling that since we had a get together last night, that someone left with the key. However, we've called the guests, and no one has them. Don't know how carefully they've looked through their purses and in their cars, but they say they don't have them.
So we went through the whole house....ten more times. I am tired of looking under the beds. Crawling around your house on your hands and knees can really make you feel like a lousy housekeeper. (I really need to straighten this place up when this is over).
Even though James and I are content with the knowledge that we have looked everywhere, we can't get off this hampster wheel. I'm hoping that writing this blog puts it to bed for me. I am not spending all weekend looking for the key that grew legs and left home. And I know that as soon as we've given up completely, that's when Murphy's Law will kick in and one of our cats will walk in and drop it on the ground in front of us.
So why can't we just give up? UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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