This isn't about the key to happiness. Or even the keys to success. This entry is about my keys. #$(*&(* The ones I can't FIND!
I've looked everywhere. EVERY. WHERE. And still they elude me.
The upside is that I cleaned the couch... you know, the stuff you find when you pick up the cusions. That kind of clean-up. No keys, though.
The funny thing is, I had them in my hands this morning when I went out to have a cigarette. (It was still dark out, too.) I had them in my hands because what I was wearing didn't have any pockets. When I stumbled back in and put down my "portable ashtray" I remember having a thought about trouble finding the keys. And I don't know why I would think that since I was putting everything on the coffee table.
I've got my 'portable ashtray' and my.... wait, do I have my lighter? Hold on a minute.
I'm back and, yes, I do have my lighter. And these things were all together with my keys.
The Universe is dinking around with me this morning. Sigh. Well... the only thing else I could think of doing was to write about the missing keys. I'm betting on finding the keys after I post this entry. I'll let you know.
About an Hour Later: I found them! (she's smiles with relief.) What an odd place, too. A place that I seldom use... but one that is with me always. I found them in my bra between my boobs. Go figure. But I remember standing outside with the ashtray, my lighter, and a cigarette as I tried to hang on to the keys. Thats when I had the brilliant idea to put the keys down into my bra. DUH. I totally spaced it out. But let me turn this into a hint for others to try if/when they need it. I think the secret to locating my keys was me relaxing and letting the thought of finding the keys go. Thats what I did (ahem, after asking the Universe to help me find them).... I took a break from looking through the garbage, you know... just in case, and was just sitting on the couch. There was a quick moment where, looking back on it, it seemed like I wasn't thinking of anything. A very quick moment. It was during that quick moment when a fleeting thought came through. The thought wasn't about the keys, but it was about the space between my boobs. It made me put my fingers down there... and viola!! After I stopped laughing, I came here to post the update. I knew it was just a matter of time before the keys showed up.