[Today: 3.5 miles]
We needed to loan our old truck to someone so my wife took them the key this afternoon.
I’ve been using the “spare” key because I somehow misplaced the real key, the one I liked to use.
So I gave her the “spare” key and she went off to do her thing.
I am supposed to go to a thing at the church this evening, and drive the truck since she has the car.
You may start to see the problem long about here.
She has the only key I know about.
So, I’m doing some patting on the pockets of all my coats and jackets (nope). I cleaned up the receipts and pocket stuff around my night stand (nope). (I don’t know why I’m saying “nope”, I haven’t found it yet so they are all nope until further notice.)
… to be continued
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Story of my life. Eyeglasses, wallet, keys, etc all have to be returned to their “place” these days or I’ll spend too much time looking. Senioritis