KEYS! WHY I DON'T WORK IN A PRISON...

OK so last week, I took A by bus to the local middle school for her yearly state achievement tests on Tuesday. When we get back to the house I realize my keys are missing. So I figure I left them on the bus, and waited at the bus stop for all the buses (there's like 12 on the one route, and 12 on the other one we took also). In the hot sun, in the middle of the day. I was FREAKING OUT. I would step up and ask each bus driver if they had seen my keys, then get off the bus and wait for the next one. Finally I decided I would check at the Mikky D's, where I had eaten, as well as the Sally's Store though I distinctly remember having them around my neck after leaving Sally's, and had already called Mikky's and they said they did not have them. Well, sure enough, I had left them at Sally's. I was so relieved.
So this week when I took her in, I was extra careful. So careful, in fact, that I accidentally lifted one of the middle school teacher's keys, and carried them off on the bus while I went to the public library. She was FREAKING OUT of course. But so relieved when I returned them 3 hours later.