Seriously - I worry about myself. Where have the brain cells gone????
About a month after the 4th of July key fiasco, I got a random phone call from the Cache County Sheriff's office. Apparently the officer had been pulled off the side of the road, and someone pulled up next to him, told him they found these keys a while ago, and didn't know what to do with them (don't get me started on what they COULD have done with these keys!), and the officer was able to track me down thanks to my gym membership key-tag thingy. So, the keys were recovered, and life was good.
Today, I packed up the girls, and we were headed to Costco. I LOVE that Costco is around the corner from me, and we were just going for a quicky trip. I stopped at the mail box, grabbed the mail and headed on my way. It wasn't until I got to Costco, located a shopping basket, and had pulled both kids out of the car when I realized that I left my keys in the mailbox at home. (Everything detaches from my ignition key so I can keep the car running.) Since the kids were unloaded, and we were only going for a few things, and it wasn't yet 5:00 when everyone gets home in my neighborhood, I decided just to hurry and grab them when I get home.
I got home, no keys.
I plowed through the car, just in case I wasn't as crazy as I suspected, but no - no keys.
Seuao was home when I got home, and reassured me everything was going to be ok, but he is working nights the past couple of weeks, and someone out there has my house key! That'll make already sleepless nights even more sleepless! He searched the car for me and came up empty handed as well. We put a note on the mail box, in the hopes that someone was trying to find the owner...
Well, tonight I was upstairs getting ready to put Lily in the tub, when I hear the horn on my car beep... A couple of times... Someone out there has my keys! I ran downstairs and outside, but didn't see anyone. Puzzling.
Back upstairs, proceeding to prep Lily for her bath... DING-DONG DING-DONG
A neighbor guy from a few houses down was there, WITH MY KEYS!!!! Apparently his little girl had found them, and gave them to her dad to figure out whose they were.
All I can say is thank heavens this guy didn't hang onto them for a month like the guy in Logan did!
And seriously - I've GOT to do something about these brain cells!
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Keys
Posted by Rachael at 10:39 PM
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4 comments:
Nothing worse than losing your keys man. Glad you got them back!!!
I totally know how you feel. I lost my keys just on Sunday night and poor Sarah had to watch me fret about it. It is the worse feeling ever. I'm very gald that you found your keys.
Yikes. I hate losing keys. These days it's library books. I hate losing those!
That is a hilarious story! I've decided that when you have kids they don't develop their own brains while they're in your tummy, they take bits of your brain (large bits) and go from there. I swear my brain power is seriously depleted since having three kids!
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