Lost

For the next couple of weeks I am going to be housesitting for my parents. They have only lived in this house for a few months. I had the choice of sleeping in the guest room or their room. I choose their room because the guest room only has a full size bed which is far too small for my nearly 6’5” body. They have a king, so it fits just right.

I had packed a bag with everything I would need for the next two weeks clothes, shoes, toiletries, lube. Later when I was at work I realized I left the lube out on the nightstand when I was unpacking. I felt a little strange, but no one would be there to see and there was nothing I could do about it at that moment.

When I got I put the lube back into my bag just to ease my mind. Elbert called me to say he would meet me at the T station in 20 minuets. I grabbed my wallet, but I couldn’t find me car keys. I loose my keys at least once a week, but I am used to living in a three-room apartment, the places they could be are limited. In their house there was much more ground to cover and recover. I retraced my steps through the garage into the family room, up the stairs to the kitchen where I emptied my pockets, into the bathroom, then the bedroom. No keys. Back to the family room under the sofa, then the kitchen, checked the office even though I wasn’t in there, back to the bedroom. I was stumped. Maybe they fell under the bed and couldn’t see them, because the hideous dust ruffle my mother has. I stuck my head under the bed. The keys weren’t there, however the bottle of lubed had some how fallen under bed. I reached for the bottle. KY warming liquid? This isn’t mine!