Everyday Randomness

I’ve been running around like a chicken with my head cut off this morning searching for Hubby’s keys.  Normally he puts them in the exact same place when he walks through the door, but for some reason last night he threw them down somewhere.

He was freaking out thinking he left them hanging in the front door or in the car, but that wasn’t the case.  His way of searching for them is to sit on the couch trying to think of everything he did last night.  My way is to search everything top and bottom until I find them, but after an hour we were still out of luck.

I decided to sit down for a minute before I took off searching again.  I pulled out out a bar stool to sit down and low and behold there were his keys laying right in the center of the bar stool.  Of all places to put them!

It’s always the last place you look.