Out of Place

Yesterday I lost my car keys.  Constantly trying to find things takes up important thinking space, causes stress and wastes an awful lot of time. I wasted hours looking for my keys and many more mental hours thinking about possible reasons for their disappearance. But really, I knew, I just needed to remember where I put them.

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Yesterday I lost my car keys.  Constantly trying to find things takes up important thinking space, causes stress and wastes an awful lot of time. I wasted hours looking for my keys and many more mental hours thinking about possible reasons for their disappearance. But really, I knew, I just needed to remember where I put them.

Years ago I seemed to be always looking for a pen. It was exhausting. So I made a decision to put every pen that I located in my house, into a cup. Over time, months really, the cup started to fill with pens and pencils that I found laying around. Soon I needed a new cup, then another cup. That, along with my compulsion to buy black writing implements, means I now no longer struggle to find a something to write with.

Since this worked out so well, I moved on to other things I had to search for: I now have a location for hair ties (bathroom door handle); the car (same spot each time at the shopping centre); parking tickets (purse photo pocket), tax receipts (black box) and car keys (front door in case of fire or handbag).

It's surprising how everyday time consuming tasks can impinge on our well-being.  The thing about time, and stress, is that it's cumulative - one search on one day doesn't matter.  But if you are spending a lot of time looking for everyday normal objects, it can start to get in the way of fun.

It's time to conquer the normal. Identify small things that are taking up your time and causing you stress, then develop a habit or solution that you practice over time.  Hopefully this will contribute to a smoother day,  and free you up to get on with more exciting adventures. I've decided to take a closer look at my morning routine to see if there are any things I can smooth out (with a system or habit) to help me leave the house with a fresher mind, ready for action.

Now, about my keys? I decided to search my handbag  (where the keys should have been) one more time before catching the bus back home to get a spare set. No luck, it was off to the bus for me. I picked up my bag to walk out the door, and there they were - lying under my bag. I'd put my handbag and keys on the bench together (one on top of the other).

Why did I lose my keys? I was at a different house, out of routine, bit distracted.

This has made for two very different days than we anticipated but that is what makes life interesting (as long as I don't lose my keys again for a while).  I really appreciated the help of friends who had to fill in for us given that I couldn't drive  AND I was pretty happy to know that the keys actually were exactly where they should have been, well almost.


Photo Credit:

Photo by Melinda Martin-Khan in Private Collection