Okay, I have a special electronic key for opening electronic lock boxes when I show houses. It's not that I have any appointments to show houses at the moment--it'd be fun to help a buyer, but never mind. That's not the point.
I put my supra key somewhere for safekeeping.
Yah.
Smart, I know.
So for a couple hours, I searched all around wondering what my little rat mind would consider a safe place???
Finally I found it in the drawer where I keep nylon stockings and slips. Oh, so that's the safe place, eh? Not my briefcase, evidently. For some reason, that day, a random drawer seemed safer than the BRIEFCASE?
I don't get it.
And slips! Good LOR-ed, what am I doing with ELEVEN slips? I haven't worn even a single one in many, many years, and I don't want to.
Trash can for those. I saved a white one and a black one, just in case. In case of what, I don't know.
But while I went through drawers and cubby holes, I also found $400 in green cash.
Holy cow! When did I stash that? And why? I dunno!
I found some cute pictures tucked in here and there, a few plush pony tails wrapped in tissue paper saved from my daughters, my childhood dog's baby tooth saved in a medicine bottle, and dental narcotics dated 1998. Wow.
Yeah. I also found the package of AAA batteries and the extra night light bulbs, the case for my glasses, and a new package of hooks for Christmas ornaments. Nice.
And the key too, by golly. Onward. love, Val
score!
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