Remember this post: "Perfectly Normal for a Mom" about how I lose things and forget things?
I recently lost my keys for a week. Had to keep using my hubby's everytime I wanted to drive anywhere.
I found them, finally! And guess where I found them? On the floor of the deep freezer.
Okay. You can quit laughing now.
Why didn't I think to look in the freezer? I knew that the last time I had them was after I went grocery shopping. Apparently I was holding them when I put something away in the freezer and, well, I don't really know.
I suppose I could blame it on one of my kids. Except we keep that freezer locked.