I am aware that I am the only person who is likely to read this that actually needs it, but just in case I have decided to share.
I learned a secret to cleaning out closets today—lock your car and house keys in the trunk of the car.
Now I know that doesn’t seem to have much relevance to each other but when you know that you have a second set of keys but you cannot remember where you hid them you can clean out a lot of closets before you find them if you do. So far today I have done my closet, Janet’s closet and the linen closet. Tomorrow I will tackle the computer room (OMG) and the front bedroom (an even bigger OMG.) Please don't tell me I have to do the kitchen
As I recall it went like this: Janet no longer was carrying a purse and I was tired of carrying both sets of keys—I didn’t want to leave them at home in case we had another break-in. We were fixing to leave and I said to myself, “Let me hide these keys so I don’t have to carry them.” Now that implies to me that I didn’t go to a lot of trouble, I just stashed them somewhere close by that was convenient but that I thought no one would be interested in looking. Well, I started with the somewhere close that was convenients and now it appears that the search must be deeper—I even looked under the butter mold in the kitchen, on top of everything high, removed all th linens in the chest in the dining room—those are my normal hiding places. I even took everything out of Janet’s hope chest and it hasn’t been opened in fifteen years. The linen closet in the bathroom has never ever been this neat before, ever. My mind is reeling with thoughts of where to look but I think I have done it for today. I’ll give it another try tomorrow and if still no luck will call a locksmith.
This is almost impossible to believe because I am so paranoid about closing the trunk. For so many years I would not close the trunk until I had my keys in my hand even if I knew for sure that they were in my pocket. I was removing groceries and have no idea why I would have laid the keys down. I guess I really learned two lessons. The second one being don’t wear short pants that don’t have pockets.
But the closets look nice and I did find Janet's jewlery that I hid after the break-in a few years ago. I wondered what I had done with them. Third lesson, old people shouldn't hide stuff.