Facebook popped up a memory of mine from 8 years ago. I had posted “I have somewhere lost my car key and I have looked EVERYWHERE! I think my pets are messing with me. It’s got to be in my house, but where??”
This ended up being one of those situations that confirmed that my marriage was shit and I needed to get out. In the end I had the last laugh, but I wasn’t laughing during the search. Settle back and enjoy another one of Maggie’s stories:
On New Years Day 8 years ago, we spent the day on a friend’s boat. Our boys were BFF and they invited us to a day of boating. It was lovely. The marina was really close to my house, so I didn’t take a purse and had a small beach tote for the boat. I took my car key off the key ring and it was secured in my tote. Obviously I had it when we arrived home because it was used to start the car.
The next morning I needed to drive somewhere and I couldn’t find my car key. I made it to the appointment using a different vehicle but returned home where a full-scale search began. I searched EVERYWHERE. Outside, inside — you name it. I offered a $100 bounty to my housekeeper who turned the house inside out. No key.
I went to the dealer and a new key would cost $250. They told me to keep looking before spending the dough. That was good advice. I was worried I would lose the only key I had and then I would really be up shit’s creek.
I was using my Ex’s copy of the key and he lost no opportunity to berate me for being careless at losing the key. He repeatedly reminded me how I had lost the key to his SUV a couple of years ago and how I lost everything. Yada yada yada. For the record, I rarely lose or misplace anything. He just loved having the opportunity to belittle me.
10 days go by and I am rapidly losing hope of ever finding that damn key. Then I get a text from my son who is at school. “I found your key”. Hallelujah!! I quickly text him back saying how happy I am, etc. and then I asked him where he found it. It was in his backpack. Our car keys look similar and on that fateful boating day, he picked it off the vestibule table thinking it was his…. I told him that I was very thankful still, but he was not going to get my $100 bounty.
My Ex now had no current event to bash me with, but he continued to remind me that I had lost his car key, so I was still sloppy and stupid about losing things in his mind. But Karma, she was with me…
Two weeks later I get a phone call at work from him. He leads with “You are going to kill me…” He found his missing car key in one of his briefcases. Apparently two years ago, he used my extra car key for some logistical situation involving car maintenance or something. He had forgotten not only to return the key to me but he also forgot he had it. Asshole. He was always forgetting where he put things (like his wallet which he lost twice in our years together only to find it months later in some random spot).
That whole episode where I got no support from him and just derision was another nail in the coffin of our marriage. Good riddance. Today in my gratitude thoughts I will be thankful that I have ended such a toxic relationship. And that I know where my car keys are at all times now ……