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I remember my dad always telling me as I frantically looked for something .... "You'll always find something in the last place you look..... Why? Because after you find it, you quit looking!" He has quite a few of these up his sleeve.
srp |
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12.07.06 - 1:44 am | #
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Well, it's true. Now that you have your new keys, the old ones will not only be found, but be in the most obvious place.
I had that experience recently with my good rings; one is a big, expensive engagement ring I've had forever, and the other has nothing but sentimental value. After looking for them for over a month, guess where I found them.
Yes, that's right - on my nightstand, in one of my ring boxes. Because it would *never* be there...
I hope yours will be found now, just as easily. *hugs*
Karen M |
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12.07.06 - 6:12 pm | #
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I lose my car in the parking lot all the time and have to resort to setting off the alarm to find it. Why don't the car makers do something so that the reverse is true: set the alarm off in your car and your keys will make a racket?
Denise |
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12.07.06 - 6:23 pm | #
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I'm glad I'm not the only one who has left a purse on top of the car and driven off.
Unfortunately, my purse was unzipped and things were scattered from hell to breakfast.
Fortunately, I only got a block away before I glanced in the rearview mirror. 
aka_monty |
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12.07.06 - 6:27 pm | #
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I have lost my keys in the refrigerator -- really.
graycie |
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12.09.06 - 1:31 pm | #
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Same thing just happened with my key. Only it was the fireplace key. Last winter, the kids were playing with the key (it became a laser gun and/or a pretty flying butterfly) and lost it. I spent the entire winter looking for that dag nab key, refusing to give in and buy another (the principle!), and consequently spent the entire season fireplace-less.
So when the key was finally found in June of this year (yep), I placed it in a nice, safe (i.e., unreachable) location.
Early December, and we're ready to fire up the unnatural ceramic logs, so I go to the secret spot...and it's missing. My son fesses up to finding it and playing with it. No, he does not know where it is. I decide then and there not to spend another winter without the fireplace, march myself to Giant Home Improvement Store, slap down a few bucks and get a new key.
Two days later: "Mommy! Look what I found!!"
Works like a charm, every time.
Mellie Helen |
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12.10.06 - 1:00 pm | #
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