Losing It!

This morning I was up early... getting ready to leave for my 6:30am pilates client, when I went to grab my keys in their usual place by my purse and they were gone! Not something you look forward to when you are trying to run out the door. So Haws was up and ready for the day (the guy wakes up around 5:30am to get stuff done in the morning before work... crazy!!!) and was helping me search. We looked EVERYWHERE! I had gone for a walk Sun morning, went from my car to the trash to the house... not having to use my keys to get in since Haws was home. Anyway... I remembered I had a spare to the car so left to meet my client, but couldn't get into the studio because it was empty and I had lost that key along with the rest! Poor Liz... I felt so bad! So I went home to search the dumpster. Let me just say here how much I love my husband! He is such a great guy. Through all of this he was searching with me, offering to let me take his car, and then putting this get-up on to go dumpster diving! If that isn't love, I don't know what it.

So we never found the keys. Now I am worried that they aren't lost... but taken. Worried I might go outside one day and find my car is missing, so I have to park in the garage from now on. We are making a trip to home depot tonight to get a new lock for the house so I don't come home to find someone in here taking everything. Am I paranoid??? Am I losing it? I think not... just taking precautions to keep me, Haws and our belongings safe. Don't you hate when you lose something??