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.


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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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One Response to Keys

  1. Ruth says:

    I hate it when something disappears like that. Hope they show up soon. Also, I think the Peapod set looks great!

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