Not quite the plan

on finding my groove as a 30 something single girl and caregiver for mom with dementia

No where to be found.

5 Comments

So, I was literally standing outside my door today, already late to a work meeting, when I realized that I had no keys to lock the front door. Or of course drive my car into work.

I ran back into the house looking for them in the couple of the obvious places I sometimes put my keys other than my purse. Nope. And nope. I dug through my purse again. No keys. So, I started looking around. Twenty minutes later, having gone through my laundry basket (did I leave them in a pocket?), pulled every cushion off the couch, and combed through the obvious locations in Mom’s room, I still had no keys.

At that point, I was truly late to my meeting. I ran for the bus and made the second half. No worries, I thought, I will find the keys tonight.

Well, tonight has come and gone, and I am now clearer on just how many parts of my house need cleaning. I have checked in every nook and cranny — in every drawer in Mom’s room, the kitchen cabinets, into any container that appears larger enough to hold keys including Mom’s winter boots and the purse she has not carried in more than a year. I have discovered my bag of travel toiletries, which I did not realize was missing and my work security pass card, which I did know was missing and was pleased to find. What I have not discovered is my keys.

And to think that Mom was once the most organized person I knew.

Advertisements

Author: notquitetheplan

I am a mid-30s single girl, trying to climb the ladder, get a date... and make sure Mom takes her meds. It's not where I expected to be. But it's where I am and this blog is about embracing that.

5 thoughts on “No where to be found.

  1. You searched the car, including the trunk, right? This sounds so familiar even without an Alzheimers family member.

  2. I guess the sentiment, “A place for everything, and everything in its place” doesn’t quite fit this scenario. I’m sorry.

  3. Hope you find them soon – they’ll be in a place so obvious you’ve missed them! Or in the freezer – that’s where someone I know found her keys. And she didn’t have Alzheimer’s either.

  4. Sure hope that you have found your keys by now. I think this may be a hint for me to keep all keys hidden around here but hopefully not from myself. I find things every day in strange places where Shug has put them. Hugs

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s