Monday, July 2, 2012

Keys

Today, 7:59am, Brian calls me.
B-You're going to have to lock the front door. I can't find my keys. I haven't seen them since you used them on Saturday.
Me-I put them on the island. Didn't you see them on the island?
B-They're not there. Can you look around and find them for me today?
Me-Sure.

An hour later, and I've looked all over the downstairs. No keys.

Another hour later and I've looked all over the upstairs. No keys.

I'm thinking that I'm in deep doo-doo since I was apparantly the last one to use the damn keys and I can't find them anywhere. Grrr... I give the search a break.

2:00pm I let Charlie out and happen to glance at the patio table.


Well, what do we have here? Brian's keys. OUTSIDE. Where he was grilling burgers for dinner yesterday. :-)
Nice that they were OUTSIDE. Makes it easier on any possible intruders, you know?
Our home is secure once again.

And, I have 2 small witnesses that they were found outside - not planted there - so Ha!

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