My kids woke up without wanting to kill each other so I am hoping the behavioral idiocy between them is over and they are back to their sweet-natured selves.

I drove down to the convenience store because I wanted Pepsi and chocolate. Now there is a very good reason why I didn't buy those items at the grocery store yesterday, but I determined that the craving wasn't going to go away after 18 hours, so I went.

So I went in and bought them and came back out to the car only to find my ignition key was not on the keyring. I obviously had it to drive down to the store so I triple-checked the ring. It has a lot of keys on it but not the one I needed to start the car.

I went back into the store and followed the long circuitous route I took to get my items. Pepsi being at one end of the store and chocolate directly opposite at the other end of the store. Nothing bright and shiny on the floor. I checked the check out counter. Nothing. I asked all the employees if anyone had turned it in. Nope.

Went back outside and looked on the ground between my car and the doorway. Nope. Well, maybe it came off when I flung my purse into the car. My keys have a hook on them that I hook to my purse when I don't have pockets. So I ended up cleaning out the entire passenger side of the car, paper by paper, empty water bottle by excess junk mail. Not in there either. Big sigh.

Finally the two cars that had been parked next to me to the left pulled away. It was in the second furthest parking space right up against the little concrete barrier. Thank goodness.

I discarded the defective ring and put the ignition key and te trunk key on a stronger ring.

I was really quite frustrated. Today it is 81 degrees outside. I would have had to walk the mile home to get the other set of car keys and then the mile back. Now normally that wouldn't be all that horrible, except I had on flip-flops and oh, yeah, I had surgery on Friday!

I started off with a "why are you doing this to me" prayer, which I caught myself in and quickly sent off a "please help me find it" prayer instead. Change of attitude leads to gratitude. Oh, sorry that's one of my Mommyisms. But still.