The Quest... for the missing keys
After 1.5h of rummaging round the house, I came to a couple of conclusions.
Its better to leave my room in a state of "organised mess". That way, I'd take strange comfort in knowing that my belongings are in there. Somewhere.
Everytime I attempt to clean my room, something goes missing. Inevitably, its because I've just shoved one seemingly (at the time) unimportant item into a random drawer, just to make my room look neater. For a period of time last year, I was convinced a strange monster lived in my room just to chomp up my belongings. Well he might have followed me here.
Now for the quest...
The worst feeling came when my room looked clear, every single corner searched, and I still hadn't found what I was looking for. My mind ran wild, started to second doubt my searching abilities (which were rather frenzied as I threw panicked tantrums), groped in places like my pots and pans, fridge, shoes etcc.. (I have left stuff in there before).
In the process of the search, I found one old sock, a watch, all the books that fell between my bed and the wall, and other items that I didn't realise were missing, or which I couldn't be bothered to look for before.
After 1.5h of turning my room upside down, as I enter a state of mental and emotional breakdown, the entire household was mobilised to find the missing keys, with me whinging on the phone to mom. Suddenly, my housemate (who finally decided to help in the search) makes a sudden squeak in a corner.
It was in her jacket pocket all along. Right.
-argh-
[the volume has been turned off at this point to prevent damage to your speakers]
I've relegated all my cooking duties to her for this week.
Note to self. Go get one of those electronic tags which attach to my keys. Actually, I should attach it to everything I own.
blimey.
3 Comments:
ooh ooh ooh. i hate not being able to find stuff too.. to bad it dun end up in my roomies' coat.. i usually find it somewhere under something which in the search i dint bother to look hard enough. and well... i always take more than 1.5 hours!
hee, last time i misplaced my keys... i thought i'd lost it was too afraid to tell my parents, i made a dupe from my bro's keys a fews weeks later.. then weeks after my dad saw it in the car and said who's keys are these? and then he said, "the key on the table is yours rite?(cuz i had a keychain), i found it in the mini."
and hence now peanut has not one but TWO keys.
and always leave on in the car and the bag.
I totally understand you, I feel I know where everything is when my room is messy. But it is kinda funny when you think about it, cleaning your room and then messing it up to find something someone had the whole time :)
waah.. U are on one week cooking leave?? =(
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