Don’t tell me it’s age, because I’ve always had this problem. Don’t tell me it’s heritary, because nobody in my illustrious background had this problem. And I’ve researched back six generations. Don’t suggest information overload, because I always had lots of trivial facts to juggle.
I’ve always misplaced my keys. This problem is so overwhelming that I’ve taken to hiding spare keys in the garage, have hidden duplicate keys in the backyard, and have given emergency keys to neighbors. Several neighbors. Many neighbors. The handyman has a set, and does the man who helps with the cleaning of the aquariums (yes; I know it should be “aquaria,” but that sounds strange.) Why bother having keys at all, I sometimes wonder. Everyone but me can get into my house!
Would hypnosis help? “You are under my power. From now on you will always know the whereabouts of your keys. You may wake up now.”
Is there a twelve step program for people like me? “My name is Ronnie and I am a hopeless key loser. I realize that I am powerless over the power to find my keys.”
Psychotherapy? “When I was a child my mother threatened to lock me in a closet and throw away the key.”
I accept that I have a problem that will never be fixed. It’s part of who I am. It is what it is.
But yesterday my hairdresser said, “What happened to the cowlick that you used to have over here? It always made your hair form a wave on the left side. remember?”
Oh no: now I have lost my cowlick!
How can anybody lose a cowlick? Please help me with your suggestions. Where can my cowlick be?
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Hello, Ronnie. I, too, am key challenged. We often have a lot of kids around, so I pick them up and put them in a “safe place” before the kids can pick them up and lose them…and then forget where I put them. Sigh… 🙂
Ooops….I was laughing hard that instead of writing “Good” , typo appears as “God”. Please correct. Hugs, have a great weekend!
HAHAH! Ronnie, dear one! Well, in Africa I used to see women hiding shillings (currency) in their bosoms! You think keys would sit well there?! Joking! God post, as always. Cheers.
I used to think the song “She Can’t Find Her Keys” was written for me. But I can tell from your blog that I should pass this title on to you. BTW, my hubby just had 2 sets of keys made after I “lost” the keys to our house. Turns out they were in a purse that I thought I had emptied everything out of … and, then, they mysterious turned up. Thanks, Ronnie, for your story and making me feel less alone on this. 🙂
This post (and the comments!) cracked me up, Ronnie!
Haha! Ronnie you take the cake! (Your keys are probably baked inside.) That is so funny that practically everybody in town has a spare key to your house! LOL! Now you’re cowlicks missing? Something is pulling down your cowlick, it sounds like it could be something made out of metal that comes on a ring. HA I wonder what it could be?
Age may not have anything to do with it Ronnie, but I can tell you from experience.. it doesn’t get any better with those advancing years.. Keys are not always the problem in my household… Forgetting where you parked the Car is! . 🙂 ..;-)
Wishing you a Key Free Hunting weekend.. ~Sue x
Oh pretty Ronnie, worry not…they say almonds sharpen the memory! 🙂
I always have my keys in the same spot so I always know where they are, but I do have a house key hidden as well, I locked myself out many years ago, since then I have had the hidden key which has never been used.
Losing your cowlick is a totally different thing. 😀
My purse came with a handy inside strap to attach my keys to. And since I drive a Prius, I don’t need to insert the keys, so they always remain in my purse. The strap is long enough that I can pull the keys out and unlock my house door without having to remove them from the strap. So see? You just need a new purse and a new car.
As for the cowlick, I say good riddance. 🙂
I”m sure once you find your keys your cowlick will be right next to them.
How I wish I could lose my cowlicks.