My keys have been found!!!

Now I can get into my studio without bugging the arts council.

Now I can go into the building to work at night! I'm a hooter. I need
the aloneness and the silence the dark offers me to be fully charged.

So Dad....thank you for checking your truck "one more time" even though you were offended when I suggested it.
I know you were glad you also found a half eaten cookie and some crayons. I want you to know that those items were in no way related to my keys ; )

I now have every opportunity to be the responsible woman that I am...

Now I can get into the church that is awaiting a mural for their pre-school entrance.

Baby, I can drive my car....do,do,,,do, do,,,do. And my spare key can once again be my much needed spare key.

If my parents are ever out of town...and I'm ever kicked out of my house...I can get into their house without breaking the window!

If I lock myself out of my house, I can break my car window to get my keys.



Now...If I could just remember what the rest of those keys were for.