Perhaps you are under the bed? Or in the couch cushion? Will you be found? Not that it will do us any good, being so far separated now.
Yep, about an hour into our flight home, MM patted his jeans pocket and realized the truck key was NOT in there. Nor was it in his backpack. We entertained folks emptying his suitcase (after we got past customs, of course) and shaking all the items. Still no key. Rut roh.
We rented a car and drove home. Who knew that we should have called a mobile key service right then and there? MM assumed that a car dealership was the only place that could make a replacement programmable key. They can, but they have to have the vehicle physically THERE to make a key. And if you are having two keys made, they BOTH have to be made at the same time (because of that programming part). Who knew???
And we had only the ONE key for that truck (it was bought very used). Don’t ever do that, ppl! Always have a spare key. And I never once reminded MM that I had told him to get an extra key. Yep, he’s got himself a good woman.
We have two new ignition keys…and a new door key…and life goes on……….with the wallet considerably lighter.
Please note: consider this a valuable (cheap) public service announcement. You can thank me later.
So today I am playing Betty “Chopper” in the kitchen, getting stuff ready to take with us tomorrow.
Hopefully this was our only mis-adventure this year! Life is good and never dull, y’all!