Sunday, March 25, 2012

Knowing the Location

I am holding a significant amount of useless information regarding the location of random objects in my brain right now, and my guess is that you are, too.  For example, if I wanted to play Yahzee, I would go to my bathroom in search of the missing red die.  It's been sitting on the windowsill there for almost a week, moved there by little hands with no apparent reason.

There's a kid's menu and coloring page from Outback Steakhouse in the back of our minivan from the night that we cashed in a gift card and celebrated nothing in particular.

A Strawberry Shortcake figurine is on the third step from the bottom of our staircase.

The Curious George sticker book is on the second shelf of our hallway closet -- on the left.

Joel's sandals are at the back door.  Brooke's tennis shoes are under the kitchen table.  Reese's flip flops were last kicked off on the mat at the front door.  Kerrington's sneakers are in the garage.

If someone asked me where the blueberries were in the refrigerator, I'd tell them to look on the bottom shelf directly behind the strawberry yogurt.  Brooke's Floppy is sitting on the bookshelf.  Reese's Brown Bear is on her pillow.  Kerrington's baby doll was dropped in my closet.

The receipt from my last Wal-Mart shopping trip is on the counter underneath the wall-mounted phone.  The camera is on top of the computer desk.  The nail clipper is on the sink in the girls' bathroom.  My Burt's Bees chap stick is in my left jacket pocket.

So, given this impressive mental prowess, why is it that I never can easily find my car keys?

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9 comments:

  1. Christiane PottsMarch 25, 2012

    Oh, you are so good at pulling life out of my head. So, so good. Except, truth be told, I never lose my keys because they always go straight in my purse when I get out of the car.

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  2. Excellent post! And you totally reminded me to check my jacket pocket for my Burts Bees chapstick. It was there. With a 2 pound wad of pocket lint.

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  3. I say it is because car keys move.  Those sneaky devils.

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  4. Francie DorichMarch 25, 2012

    haha, YES!  Or my cell...

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  5. Haha!  GREAT!!!  I'm going, *nod*,  'So true...so true...'  And then read the last line....'SOOOO TRUUUUUUUUUE!!!! 

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  6. You are so very responsible.  I'm a bit envious.

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  7. I know why car keys, cell phone, and other objects us mothers desperately need to survive go missing. THE DRYER TROLLS! It seems they have gotten bored only stealing one sock from each pair, so they decided they would help mothers around the world feel even more insane at times. I named my dryer troll Kevin.

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  8. I wish I could relate to the majority of this post, but sadly - I never know where anything in my life is.  It drives my husband crazy that he's always telling me where the things that I lose are... "Why don't you just keep them in the same place all the time???"

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