I found my keys. Or rather, my mother found my keys. I woke up to this text this morning at 6:50 AM: I found your keys :-) (She sure loves to use emoticons in her texts.) First I was filled with relief. So I headed over to get the full story. “Gadzooks, Sarah! Wherever could your mother have found them?? You searched for a whole day!” Turns out, they were in the Buffy the Vampire Slayer DVD cover box that’s been sitting on my table. Right. In. Front. Of. My. Face. (Palm) I knew that one day my innocent addiction would become my folly. Yay.