i apparently have a very sick love/hate relationship with these stupid things...
my subconscious must hate them because i lose them ALL the time. JUST YESTERDAY, i was late to work 'cause i couldn't find them ANYWHERE. and i've been VERY diligent with them ever since this happened. i've been trying NOT to leave them in random places but instead, keep them in a consistent place--which oddly enough turns out to be my bed. well... more like the folds of my comforter. everyday when i come home, i head straight for my room and dump all my things on my bed. sometimes they get cleaned off, sometimes they don't. but MY KEYS ALWAYS stay in the bed. well... yesterday, i was panicking because they weren't there. i KNEW i had driven home from work and my sister drove when we went out the night before so they HAD to be in the house SOMEWHERE. nope. couldn't find them anywhere. i ended up having to catch a ride to work (LONG story). after work, i get a call from my big sister who lives in the NEXT town saying "hey, my neighbor from 2 HOUSES DOWN found your keys!" i was like "WHAT THE HECK!" i have NO CLUE, absolutely NO clue how they got there. he found them IN HIS FRONT YARD BY THE CURB! that just BLEW my mind. what are the chances!? i never went for a walk that night. i didn't drive. natalie just HAPPENED to be sitting outside in her car at the SAME time he was walking around trying to find out whose keys they were. and if she hadn't recognized them they'd still be lost. what are the ODDS!? like a gazillion to 1!
well i'm telling you, i SWEAR someone STEALS my keys JUST to make me go MAD. and its working! whoever you are, you had better STOP. (shaking fist)
ps. wanna know where my keys are right now? IN MY BED WHERE THEY BELONG.
my subconscious must hate them because i lose them ALL the time. JUST YESTERDAY, i was late to work 'cause i couldn't find them ANYWHERE. and i've been VERY diligent with them ever since this happened. i've been trying NOT to leave them in random places but instead, keep them in a consistent place--which oddly enough turns out to be my bed. well... more like the folds of my comforter. everyday when i come home, i head straight for my room and dump all my things on my bed. sometimes they get cleaned off, sometimes they don't. but MY KEYS ALWAYS stay in the bed. well... yesterday, i was panicking because they weren't there. i KNEW i had driven home from work and my sister drove when we went out the night before so they HAD to be in the house SOMEWHERE. nope. couldn't find them anywhere. i ended up having to catch a ride to work (LONG story). after work, i get a call from my big sister who lives in the NEXT town saying "hey, my neighbor from 2 HOUSES DOWN found your keys!" i was like "WHAT THE HECK!" i have NO CLUE, absolutely NO clue how they got there. he found them IN HIS FRONT YARD BY THE CURB! that just BLEW my mind. what are the chances!? i never went for a walk that night. i didn't drive. natalie just HAPPENED to be sitting outside in her car at the SAME time he was walking around trying to find out whose keys they were. and if she hadn't recognized them they'd still be lost. what are the ODDS!? like a gazillion to 1!
well i'm telling you, i SWEAR someone STEALS my keys JUST to make me go MAD. and its working! whoever you are, you had better STOP. (shaking fist)
ps. wanna know where my keys are right now? IN MY BED WHERE THEY BELONG.
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