POOP Keys Lost

Behind every pile of POOP there is great history. 

I was running around ALL day & somewhere along my journey I lost my keys...

Luckily, it was just my door and mail box key that I lost. But...

I'm bummed. 

Ya see, I had this POOP key cover:

It was a brown swirly pile of POOP with a smiley face on it. 

Ha! 

Sounds gross but remember behind every pile of POOP there is great history. 

Ew! But kinda true...

Anyways...

On the day we moved in together, I gave my live in lover a matching key cover: a roll of TOILET PAPER with a smiley face on it :) 

& told him: "We go together like all great pairs!" Rather, we stick together like all great pairs ;) 

Today, when was the last time you lost a thing? 
Did you ever find it?!? 
Can you picture it exactly in your mind? 
Do you still have hope it will come back to you? 
Or have you moved on?!

Maybe sometimes the "key" to losing things is realizing what they meant in the first place. 

Xo