adjective - unable to be found
This has been the week of the lost things.
1. Car Keys
On Monday I went to take the boys up to the bus stop only to find that neither car key was on the key hooks. Frantic searching drew a blank. Time to get them to the bus stop on time came and went. Time to get them to school on time, if I drove there like the clappers, came and went. More frantic searching was not fruitful. Panic levels began to rise especially as Simon was in the UK and I was basically stuck here at Eco-Gites with no transport. Eventually, after a couple of frantic (I know - over-use of the word frantic but needs must) phone calls another Mum kindly drove the boys to school and I set about wondering where on earth they could be.
I knew both sets were in the car when I moved it off the gite parking area a couple of hours before gite guests were due to arrive and shortly before TAKING THE DOGS FOR A WALK. My only thought was they must have dropped out of my pocket on the walk .... and whilst it was not a long walk it was far enough and also through some areas of long grass. Finding a couple of keys, one on a black loop and the other a brown leather key fob would prove exceedingly difficult. I donned my boots and was just toying with the idea of searching out the metal detector when I had a light bulb moment. When I moved the car I had just finished baking the cake to go in the welcome box for gite guests. And there the keys were. No - not in the cake but in the pocket of my apron!
Having read this article on the cost of replacement keys I am VERY glad I found them but unlike for this cow, Google was absolutely no help at all in this crisis!
2. Important Paperwork
Simon asked if I would make an important phone call for him with regard to his business. Of course I would if only I could find the sheet of paper he had given me that had all the important information, phone number and codes I needed for said phone call. Several more frantic (sorry) hours of searching and I did eventually find the the missing sheet, paper-clipped between 2 bills I had paid earlier and filed neatly on Simon's desk.
3. The dog
It's OK - don't panic, she's back ... and in big trouble. TWICE this week Saari has waited for me to turn my back and then headed off into the maize fields. She goes in to pinch a maize cob which she finds very tasty, only I think that as soon as she gets into the maize she gets sidetracked with interesting smells etc etc and "forgets" to come back out for a couple of hours. Thank goodness she did come back both times (she will be on the lead tomorrow) and I have to be grateful, I suppose, that this was not the reason for the lost car keys on Monday ...
Definitely a week of lost things ... although in a way maybe I should also be grateful to Saari, being the third thing I lost this week. Otherwise who knows what else I might have lost? Weight would have been good but I suspect my mind might have been more likely!!
What's the worst thing you've lost recently?