Jesus has them. Once you find Jesus you can get him to give your keys back. (And then beat the hell out of him till he tells you were my debit card has gone.)
By any chance have you found them yet?
No, I’m at work. (And they’re not in the house door, since I had to lock it by spare key this morning.) When I get home the first thing I’m doing is checking the freezer, though.
The BF says the cats probably ate 'em. 
:smack: In the laundry hamper. In the pocket of yesterday’s clothes. That’s where I usually find my debit card.
Does that really work? Because I’ve lost (more than) my fair share of keys, cell phones, wallets, etc. I’m willing to try anything, but I want to make sure you’re not yanking my chain here…
That’s the worst thing about summer – no coat pockets to check.
I’ve found that concentrating of the lost item hampers the mermory process, instead I try to recall events and that usually produces a memory of where/when I last had the item.
Wherever you put down the groceries. Pants pocket. In your purse (well, assuming you have one). Or if you’re like me, in the couch cushions.
Good luck.
I’ve done it. Take that for what it’s worth. It’s not failsafe, but it does occasionally work.
You’re actually doing two things. Just going to the last place that you know you had it and walking through what you were doing can trigger the memory. It can also position you so that you see where you set it down.
Calling is a secondary thing. I really do think that it can get more of your mind working on the problem. If there’s someone else in the house, it announces that you are seriously looking for this thing.
And if you really want to find it, there’s a third stage. I always hesitate to turn to it too quickly. I mean, usually what you’re missing turns up as you go about your business, so there’s not need to get too radical too soon.
Third stage - deep cleaning. If you do a truly deep cleaning, you will touch everything in the house and if it’s in the house, you will find it at some point.
They’re hiding under your textbooks?
(They could be hiding under my textbooks. eyes room suspiciously)
My guess would be in the couch, as my couch has eaten everything from cell phones to credit cards in the past.
Second guess, would be sitting next to your computer, because you are a Doper 
I lost my library card the other day. Found out it was missing when I reached for the library card in my wallet and didn’t find it. (Yes, I wanted to check something out.). Put the something back, went home, inspected wallet again. Checked pockets-- all of them. Waited 3 hours, checked my computer bag’s pockets. Found library card. Relief!
And a lot quicker than my mom got relief when she lost her camera bag–found hanging from a hanger mixed with hanging clothes–she’d retrieved hanging clothes, and so had Dad since she put the camera on the hanger.
Remember, check your pants before you set your neighbor’s house on fire.
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Words to live by.
You will not find them until you replace them… and then they will be right where you always leave them…
Damn gremlins!
My wife is pretty bad about misplacing her keys(usually in her purse or under some stuff on the desk). We got one of these and she says it was one of the best purchases we ever made. I wish we had spent the ten bucks on this thing before she lost two sets of keys, with transponder chip car keys(sixty bucks each), and wireless remote entry key fobs(a hundred and ten each). Now she just picks up the remote, presses her color, and walks through the house listening for the beeping. It’s pretty loud and can be heard through couch cushions and car doors.
We put the extra locators on our spare set of keys, and my keys. The plastic broke on the one for my keys, so they’re not for people who are rough on their keys(as I am), but it’s been great for her. Just keep the transmitter in one specific place and only move it from there while actively searching for your keys.
Enjoy,
Steven
Did you were a different coat?
Why, yes. I wore the heavy down parka. A bit toasty for 94, but beauty is pain. 
My mom found a set of keys at her place that we think MAY be my spare car set. Let us devoutly hope so so that the next few days might be a much-needed cleaning which result in finding car keys instead of a personal hell of getting rides and being sick of not having keys.
Are they on the mat in front of the outside of the door? That’s where I found my key last week. It had fallen off my keyring as I entered, and I hadn’t noticed.
You better check the garbage before pick up day.