It was another one of those Twilight Zone moments. They seem to increase, exponentially, with each passing year. I opened the front door of my house and saw something, sort of familiar on the sidewalk.
(Thinking to myself) What is that? (Getting closer) That looks like the carabiner from my key chain. Wow, that’s exactly like the carabiner from my keychain. But it isn’t the same. This one is worn and scratched. Mine is shiny and new, hanging with my keys. Perhaps one of the landscape crew dropped it? Hmmm….
Puzzled, I walked back into the house. My keys were hanging from their hook, but the carabiner was missing.
Flash back a few months:
I set out to walk the dog with my keys fastened at my wrist with a bungee cord.
After walking our usual route, we returned to find that my keys were no longer on my wrist! I retraced my entire route, thinking to myself, “surely I would have heard them fall. How did they come off my wrist in the first place? How is this possible?” I reported the loss to each building along the way. No keys had been turned in. I retraced my exact steps and they were nowhere to be found. That was how I lost my first set of car keys.
From then, I began keeping car keys separate from house keys. I found these little connectors that would easily attach the car keys to my house keys. It was not necessary to take the car keys on my dog walks, and car keys were now easily interchanged with my husband. Simple as two clicks.
That was when I added the carabiners; firmly connected, and impossible to lose. Extra length but they slipped perfectly inside my zipped bag. Easy to find, safe and secure. I would never lose another car key.
Despite all my efforts to stay connected, there is no connection guaranteed. Losing those connections may come at a price but, as my husband always says, “If that’s the worst thing that happens to you, today, then you’re doing alright”. Pardon me. I must go and call the dealership. “Help! I’ve lost my keys”.