Found my keys in a book



I confess to being lost in a book for the last week or two. Or three. And my most recent read must've made my mind a bit hazy.

Just a bit.

Because I couldn't find my keys for 5 days!

Hey, it was a really good book!

I came home last Wednesday night from dance class. I tossed my keys onto some surface. Maybe the entertainment center, the coffee table, the couch, the dining room table, the kitchen counter, the top of the microwave.

I looked for it everywhere. Under the couch. In the couch. Behind and in between all the furniture. Shelves, counters, surfaces, drawers.

I retraced my steps through the house. Searched through all the usual places I had gone.

My husband said, "Did you look inside in the fridge?"

"No, and I'm not going to." I refuse to admit believe I would have done that.

Five days later, Webb Girl #1 says, "Mom, your keys are in my science book!"

I'm pretty sure they walked or crawled there. They were annoyed with being stuck inside my shoes during dance class.

3 comments:

  1. That sounds like something I would do, LOL. And just to take the focus from me, I would have asked her why it took her five days to open her science book, :)

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  2. Rita, you're a ding-bat, but a very nice one :)

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