that I am not a control freak or saddled with OCD just because I believe in: A place for everything and everything in its place.
I lack imagination. If something is not where I expect it to be, I simply cannot imagine where else it might be, and therefore, don't know where to look for it.
So I just wait for it to show up, which it always does, since stuff cannot just disappear on its own.
And that's the truth. Pfttt...
Says I (and Edith Ann)