How many times?

I can be a little...unorganized. If you have ever tried to go anywhere with me this was demonstrated by a) my wreck of car that looks like I live there b) the 10 minutes it took me to find my car keys or c) the wrong turns I took to get somewhere that I probably actually did know where it was.

This week though-I may have reached my limit and declare an intervention on myself.

I was somewhat in the area of my favorite teacher store in Dallas (http://www.lakeshorelearning.com/) and was curious if they had some fun toys for the Ling 6 sounds (Mus will get me). Anyways, I'm shopping around not really finding much and go to check out and have misplaced my keys.

The first problem is I didn't bring in my massive computer/diaper/etc bag. I only had my super large wallet (which I love) and phone. I normally (not really but should) put the key in the wallet but instead just threw them in the basket. And I have no pockets. I really don't have my keys.

So the lady behind the counter just says, "Ooh. That's not good.". Yeah-got that, thanks.

So I just start pacing the store-which of course I had covered in its entirety. 30 minutes later with no luck, I decide to suck it up and call Paul to relay my latest debacle. "Well, you are going to have to call a tow truck and have it towed to the nearest Toyota dealership. And I took the train so I can't really help you."

Okay-I am finding those keys. I have now solicited the help of 2 clerks and a 12 year old boy because he looked pretty sneaky. No luck.

Finally, I take a deep breath and try to retrace my steps one last time. Picking up every piece of merchandise again, sifting through boxes, and low and behold, attached to the backside of a plastic bag (because I had accidently grabbed 2 and put one back) was 1 lonely Prius key never to be found unless someone else decided to purchase that magnetic pocket.

I missed you key and I promise to try to take better care of you next time.