Argh. This morning I could not find the key to the mailbox. It is on a large fob, so it can't get lost.
I used it last night, picked up a New Yorker magazine on my way to dinner. Remembered seeing it on the way home...or did I?
I took a walk over to the restaurant but the aren't open now.
Checked the pants I wore yesterday after the washer was done.
Looked all through my purse several times.
Looked through the New Yorker.
Checked the catch-all to see if there is another one.
Finally, called the locksmith. $130!

Decided to watercolor while waiting for the locksmith. Put on a CD, and there on the coffee table - the mailbox key.

So now the quandary. Do I cancel the locksmith and admit my deficiencies? Or pay $130 and pretend I don't lose things?