I consider myself to be a fairly patient and level-headed individual. This could be simple pride, but I believe that those who know me would testify to the truth of that. But something has happened to me today which I cannot abide or deal with in a mature manner. I have almost lost all semblance of my Christian character. What is this horrible thing that has happened?...I have lost a key.
My father-in-law was gracious enough to let me borrow his Honda ATV. In order to crank this thing, you have to have the key. A little, 1/2 inch, black key. If it is lost, one has to actually take the ignition off of the four-wheeler and take it down to the dealership where they will attempt to make a new key.
The thing that drive me utterly mad is that the stupid key is in this house! Somewhere, that key is simply lying there, probably in the open. Or it may be, as I am coming to believe, the key has inadvertently slipped into a hole in the space-time continuum, and short of a Star Trek science miracle, I will never see that key again. Actually, I think that the only way that I will ever manage to close the space-time rift would be to get out my tools, take off the ignition thingy, go down to the Honda place and spend at least $50, and then that key will re-materialize on this particular plane of existence...most likely on my dresser.
Please pray for me. I am having trouble thinking about anything other than this key. I cannot sit still for more than two minutes without going scrounging for it. Also, if my wife asks me, "Where do you remember having it last?" or "Why don't you retrace your steps?" one more time I may start tearing my hair out. Other phrases that may provoke utter madness are, "Did you look under the ______?" Or, "Did you check your pockets?"
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