I dropped my keys this afternoon.
I think I broke my toe.
If there is such a thing as a contest for the most crap on a keyring, I believe I could be a contender. It's ridiculous, I tell you. The fact that I can still manage to lose my keys is baffling to me...
I have all of nine keys...that's it. The rest of this conglomeration is assorted junk.
Red baubles, The Horde symbol, a fob from the local radio station (I used to work for them), lip gloss, a brass egg, a jar of sand from Cuba, a glow-in-the-dark spiky ball, a War-Amps tag....
There must be some kind of therapy for this.