I swear I just had them in my hands.
I came home from payig the eletric bill. 45 minutes until the post ofice opens so I can get my express mail package, so I take a shower, dry and dress, pick up the keys.
Eh, a few minutes on the boards will kill some time till the p.o. opens.
So I post. 9 am rolls around, go to get my keys from the rack and voila, they’re not there.
So I’m back tracking through the house.
And post a bit to clear my mind (distractions oten lead me to where I am actually going).
But I swear they were in my hand when I sat at the computer. I’ve moved everything. Even checked the couch (where I was not near at all), just in case the kay key gnomes have returned).
Anyone know where my keys are??? I need to get to the bank before 2 o’clock.
::Checks screech-owl’s post count**::
Hmm, this explains a bit.
Good gravy, when did I pass 3500? Not like there’d be a party for me, huh. As long as folks read my stuff, or pretend to, I’m happy.
And I just had the front door re-keyed ($80). Okay, I am leaving the house and using the house key that will no longer be hidden in the rock garden just to get to the bank - I have spare car keys, thank goodness.
Didn’t need to start the day this way. Sounds like a good day to go shopping.
They’re on the coffee table.
Nope. The tv is on the coffee table (cheaper than an entertainment center, and less distracting). No room for keys there.
Then again, the cat is missing, too. She may have them.
Uhoh. Is the car missing? :eek:
Your cat isn’t named “Toonces” by any chance, is it?
Well, if you do go shopping, you might find more than your keys missing at the end of the day! Like, say, a big chunk of change? (or at least, that’s what always seems to happen to me)
F_X
Okay, back from the post office. The mail carrier has my package which should have been left at the post office, and I just missed him on his rounds. Hence, I wait around for him tomorrow to bring my check that should have been in the bank today.
And I found the keys. The cat was playing with them, and dragged them into the litter box. (I sh!t thee not.) The keys are now sitting in a bowl of bleach for a half-hour.
I am definitely going shopping. At least getting out of the house.
LOL! 
Aren’t cats the best! Mine is staring under the couch cuz she knocked her toy under there and can’t get to it…she looks so pathetic. Should I help?
Well I would say your cats name is mud…but that doesn’t work since her name is already…Mud…[sub] I know…pretty weak…[/sub]
I’ve forgiven her. And even changed the litter box. But ick. The keys will now be hung on the nail ad nowhere else.