Can I forget last evening?

The sun is shining and there is a nip to the air. Finally there we have winter temps and it is almost Spring! The garden will not know what is going on!
I lost a key...now you may be thinking... The Brother Alan and I found so many keys and no clue about them some months ago.

In the picture: the round key fob are my house keys, then there is a garage door key then there are 3 front door keys! then a bunch of "those secret keys" and then the lone kitchen door key.
The lost key is to the kitchen door to/from the garage. I almost looked myself in the garage last evening! I had a moment of panic but stopped the door from closing then thought no big deal there is a key here. It was then that I looked for the key and it was not there. I did feel panic. What if...I had not caught the door...how would I get into the house....I could call...no, I had no phone with me...I could leave by the garage door and go to Glenda and Don's. they have a key...no, they have a key to open the garage door only. I spent one hour in the garage looking for where the key had disappeared to. Finally I gave up but it weighed on my mind throughout the rest of the evening and into this morning. First thing this morning I began to look again...but along the way I began to do at least 10 things. I actually overwhelmed myself and all before a cup of coffee. So I had my coffee and gave up on all the little projects and went into the garage and found the key! In the process I found 2 more keys. Why I did not put it back where I usually did is a mystery. You do know that Glenda and Don will be getting a copy of this key ASAP. I think I will pretend that last evening never happened.
I had a lot of aches and discomfort with my right leg yesterday and all this playing in the garage will not help me today so it is a day of rest for me now. My tatted motif is almost finished and the doll is still headless! That will be my goal today. Glad you visited and listened to my tale of woe. Thank you for the kind words and for your friendship.
LuLu if you are reading this....I got your lovely card and I miss you too. Thank you. Glenda, well what can I say...she and I have been sharing a cup of tea here and there and I would be lost without her. (these gals do not blog). Friends, I treasure you more than I can say.

*****Countdown to arrival...16 days****

Where Do Keys Come From?

We were looking for Dennis's car keys and as Grace found them, there were several (6) keys on there, well one was identified and the other 5 are a mystery.

So we checked them again all known keys, no matches needless to say they did not fit any lock in this house.

So where do they come from, now this is a mystery that is not easily answered, imagine me walking into Hospice tomorrow morning and saying, "Dennis what are these keys for"? I think not, the conversations that I have left with him will not be about several pieces of brass that at the end of the day really don't matter. So where do these extra keys come from? Does anyone out there find keys that they do not need on their key rings? I don't know I only carry three keys myself, car and outside door and inside door. I am safe

Is this part of the same phenomenon as lost socks? Were do they end up who gets them and why don't I have them? I wish to know these things, I came out here to see the mystery of life and now I find myself looking for keys and socks. Hell I have the correct amount of socks that I packed, but will I leave with the same number? I can not know until I leave, it is perplexing. Are the socks in my drawer at home in pairs? Are there powers out there at work that I do not understand?

I know at the end of the day I can not truly understand the power of life and death, buy you think I can figure out the socks?