Here I was, trying to put the blame on everyone else in the house. The van keys have been who knows where since Wednesday.
I had no clue that they were among the missing as I had been gone from Wednesday through Friday. According to the oldest, I had taken the van on my mail run before heading to the train station. I had to think back carefully before I could agree that I had driven the van that morning (rather than the wagon) to run a couple of quick errands. It is not that I remember which vehicle, but I remember listening an audio books – and I don’t normally bother in my husband’s car as the CD player is in the cargo area.
So that means that I was probably the last person to have the keys.
After looking through the entire house about three times (and doing some cleaning up with each round) – I have not a clue where they went. I have been through all the pockets, bags, purses. I have looked high and low (and under things – dust elephants, but no keys).
By the way – this is not a single key – this is a large red carabiner with the car key on a strap and a cluster of house keys also dangling off by a ring. It is not small or inconspicuous. So why can’t I find it?
The peapod – and hat are done and put together – it looks cute and you can easily see the sherbet colours.
And now moved to the bathroom floor to be blocked.
And remember this?
Yes – it is out of hibernation and I have knit almost 10 cm on the sleeve this evening. Partly I really want it completed so that I can wear it this winter. And, honestly also because I want to start a new project (!) and can not justify increasing either my WIP or UFOs. Leaving aside the small matter of this being the particular needle that I need.