I've come to realize that when something in the house is missing and cannot be found by any human eyes, it has found it's way to the "Black Hole." It is now a proper noun in our house, like Charity and Josiah's room, Bank of America, Velero, Target, and the Black Hole.
I have been tearing my house apart trying to find it!! I am fairly convinced that others have a Black Hole in or near their home. At least I say that to make myself feel better.
Several things in our house have been consumed by the Black Hole and have NEVER been recovered. My keys, and an FPU DVD just to name a few. This week it has consumed shoes... Josiah is missing one of his Cars flip-flips, and Charity lost one of her school shoes. The school shoe was so fortunately recovered. Poor Mater is missing the the black void, desperately wanting to be found and worn again.
I have resorted to walking around my house and praying that I will be able to find things when I need them. After saying a comment like that I am picturing my house as a complete disaster. Much to my dismay that is not the case. If it were, it would make it much easier to lose things and be justified! But despite my best efforts to keep my house organized and clean, the Black Hole is till slurping things up!!