more than once, I’ve found myself using the flashlight on my phone to look for my phone.
My wife always just gets mad and implies that I (the primary cleaner of the house) moved or misplaced her perpetually lost items, and 10/10 times she figures out that it was indeed her own goddamn self who misplaced said thing. Truly, this has happened almost weekly for well over a decade and I swear it has never been me.
I don’t even get annoyed anymore. I find immediate satisfaction in knowing she’s eventually going to realize she played herself.
I am the wife in this scenario. Although I really suspect she does throw shit out without consulting me.
Do you also leave a mix of both dirty and “clean” clothes laying about on the bathroom/bedroom floor all week, and then get irritated when your partner eventually picks them up and puts them in the dirty laundry hamper? 😅
And yet then I can remember where some obscure thing is in the middle of a random pile I haven’t touched in 4 months
Those moments are the best.
You lost something so you go looking for it and you can’t find it so you give up. Three months go by and you forgot about the thing and it suddenly appears in front of you but you don’t need it anymore so you put it away. A month goes by and now you need it again but it’s again hopelessly lost and can’t be found.
Each time looking for it for at least 10 minutes, so this time I’m going to put it at the logical place.
Time passes…
Looking for hours at the four logical places I could’ve put it, then giving up. Coming across it a week later and thinking “well that IS a logical place for it to be”
On more than one occasion I’ve completely lost my phone, sometimes for an hour or two because it was sitting on a black surface on my desk, in the kitchen or in my bedroom.
