Current location:	Home-yay!
Current mood:	ditzy
Entry tags:	home, keys

smarter than myself?
 Recently Greg's mom told me a cute story about Greg as a boy.  One day he said to her "mom!  I'm stronger than myself!"  After a giggle on her side (I'm sure) she inquired.  He said "Yesterday I tightened this lid as tight as I could and today I could open it!"
Well, today I am NOT smarter than myself.  When we left to go on vacation I cleverly hid my house keys so no burglars could find them.  Somewhere that wouldn't be obvious, but I would find, knowingly, right away.  Somewhere that would be sensible for me.  And I distinctly remember telling Greg "I've put my keys here... So you need to help me remember that when we get back."  In the last 24 hours I've torn the house apart and not found one little clue as to where they could be.  I leave in less than 24 hours for a work trip and I guess I'll be using the spare set, which I DID know where they were.  So, apparently, I am NOT smarter than myself.  Damn.