I’m running late taking the girls to Co-op and I can’t find the keys.
Don’t you hate when you’re already late and can’t find the keys.
I running around frantically trying to find them. I feel like I’ve lost my mind.
I look absolutely EVERYWHERE.
I’m checking the same place over and over again thinking they would magically appear.
I even check places I KNOW they would NOT be because you know they MAY have accidentally fallen in the laundry basket that is full of clothes.
I’m out of ideas. Where could they be?
After looking for 20 minutes, I’m backtracking… Who had them last?
Dick.
Guess where I FINALLY find them.
So I didn’t lose my mind. He did.
-Jane, Mind somewhat intact but still habitually late these days
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