I spent 7 days of nonstop reorganizing and cleaning my townhouse in order to find misplaced MX-3 car keys which mysteriously disappeared. In the process, I did a lot of meditation, cleaned up lint and dust bunnies under tables and beds, and found a lot of loose change. On the last day, which is today, I gave up because I was getting a headache. So, I called the local Mazda dealership to ask about getting new keys for my MX-3. I made note of the requirements that I needed to take with me to the dealership, in which I was planning to go on Saturday morning. I gathered what I needed and put them aside.
Then, I went upstairs to reorganized some of my drawers in my bedroom. I took my radio with me with a Dave Koz jazz CD. While working on the fourth drawer, which had shorts, I was folding a camel-colored corduroy shorts with suspenders, and I noticed a lump in the pocket. It was hard. I wondered what that was. I suddenly pulled out my MX-3 car keys. I was so shocked that I couldn’t stop laughing. I found it last minute, when I had given up searching for it, and I wasn’t looking for it or anything. I was just relaxing to the jazz music while reorganizing. My last minute plans has now changed. I don’t need to go to the dealership.
Moral of this Story: While making other plans and moving on, I found what I was looking for.