We have two garage door keys and whenever I want to use the garage I can never find a key. Usually then I have to go hunting in various garment pockets to find a key. My gorgeous hubby is very good at putting a key in his pocket and forgetting which one. After various tantrums, from myself, over a lengthy period of time I then contact my gorgeous hubby at work by text, and wait patiently, over another length of time for an answer. A reply comes back located in another trouser pocket I had failed to check. By this time I've completely forgotten what it was I wanted to go in to the garage for or given up because it's taken so long!
For the previous six months we've been down to one key. The same above actions happen each time. I have always thought we have two keys, but you know when you get that doubt sets in! Do we really? Finally, yes, we do have two keys. One key has been missing for so long we've been cherishing the other one. A couple of months ago, possibly a month, the same thing happened again. I hunted and hunted before contacting my gorgeous hubby on several occasions, but no joy whatsoever. When my gorgeous hubby comes back from work he hunts too for the missing one garage key. We were totally and utterly baffled and turned the house upside down,
This time I wanted to take my bike out to get it serviced in the nearby village. I put the car seats down, very proud of myself. Then looked for the garage door key to retrieve my bike. Damn! Lost it! By which time I had lost interest. I put my car seats back and fumed for the rest of the day! I finally settled with something else; read a book.
Then I had an idea. We have so many keys on the four key hooks that sometimes when retrieving another key one of two keys may drop off and onto the floor. This can go unnoticed. So, I took all the items out of the cupboard, and there it was: on the floor right at the back of the cupboard. I then text my gorgeous hubby straight away and feeling completely chuffed with myself: I had found the missing door key.
Quite a relief!
I was out with my friend some time later on a Friday night. We enjoyed a few drinks in the bar before heading to a Turkish restaurant in Newcastle upon Tyne (I'd been driving past this particular restaurant for months and was wanting to try it out)! After the meal my friend went to the toilet I checked my mobile to se if I had received a message. My gorgeous hubby had texted to say he had found the other garage door key...in the clothes peg bag. Now, we are proud owners of two garage door keys...but for how long? Hahaha
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