Today it
was the keys turn. Despite knowing they must be indoors someplace, I still went
out and opened the garage door to see if the car was there.
It was, of
course.
Alot of
things get tidied up while looking for keys, so in some ways it is most
beneficial. And since I am taking healthy doses of the Mother’s Little Helpers,
(doctor prescribed naturally, since I’m not young and silly anymore!), I don’t
get half so agitated now.
But, I ask
you, who would think of looking for keys on the shelf at the far end of the
bath?
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