Lost ! Advice.

I have several strategies:
-go back in my memory to the time when the object was lost to give a likely location
-think about the lost object and when I lost it to lodge the loss in my subconscious which often throws up the actual location randomly
-launch a methodical search of all the likely places
-enlist the memory and search skills of others

This is a mix of rational and random approaches which usually works.

Some years ago, when I was still working, my employer was very good about sending us on various courses, one of the ones I went on was a "Memory" course. There are various internet links to similar. The basic idea, which I still use, is that you imagine a route through a room in your home, one that you know best (the kitchen?), make stops along the way, starting from the right (the shelf, the cooker, the surface, the sink, the bin, the back door, etc.), to make a route round your kitchen that is very familiar, count them (most people can deal with about 10), then assign an item to each one. For example, you want to remember (as I do) that I need to take round to my mother´s, some clean towels, teabags and an air freshener. I imagine on the first post, as I enter the kitchen, to my right, a pile of clean towels, on the second stop, the surface, a packet of teabags, and in the sink an air freshener. I remember that I checked three posts, so there must be three things that I need to take. I try to imagine (not always possible) humorous situations, which will be easier to remember, ie. clean towels levitating above the surface. I might not have explained very well, but it does get easier with practice.

I maje lusts of things to do/remember and even if I lose the list I can usually remember what was on it .
Doesn't help with objects though ....
Was convinced I'd put on and lost a favourite necklace while out the other day It was on the bathroom windowsill...

Isn't it annoying I am always doing that. I try to retrace my steps to where I was when I had the object or whatever it was. I am always loosing my glasses. Sometimes I get so annoyed with myself it stresses me out, so once I am a bit calmer I usually find what I am looking for.

If you can´t find something, sit down, relax (very hard to do, I know), think about something else, get up, walk around,take your time, go to your garden (if you have one), look at the plants, if you live in a flat, walk around, look at the plants, water them, talk to them, clear your mind, the zen sort of thing, then go back, slowly, when was the last time I had my glasses, where did I go after that, and after that. Guaranteed, they will turn up.

I don't tend to lose things but regularly mislay things. Early January 2016 I mislaid my new funky red reading specs. After hunting everywhere for them I had to concede defeat and they were then classed as officially lost. However in December I was in the attic fetching down the Christmas deccies when I spotted my red specs sitting on top of a box. I was ecstatic! I do get annoyed at myself though when I mislay things and usually blame my husband for shifting the missing item.

DD1 has this, three times over the last few years, brand new items of clothes, still with their tags on, just brought home, then never seen again. We have both searched everywhere. She has recently moved and they haven't turned up. It's so frusturating!

I find things usually turn up eventually when you've stopped looking. I was once convinced that a stranger had walked into the house (always unlocked as we live in a village) and taken my purse as I knew it had been in the house. I was just going to the hairdresser and had no cash or cards so took a cheque book and got cash out of the bank to pay. When I got home I found the purse in the cupboard under the stairs, and remembered then that it was in my hand when I went looking in the cupboard for something!
My husband lost his mobile phone for months and i bought his a smart phone for Christmas. But a couple of months later he found it right in the back corner of the side pocket (or whatever its called) of the car door. Sadly he's gone back to using his old simple phone and stopped trying to get to grips with his smart phone.
However he lost a camera aboiut a year ago and it's not yet turned up.
Also it's surprising how often things turn up in th first place you looked!

Talking about cameras - we were walking in the Lakes and met someone who had lost their camera. It was on top of a hill above Ullswater. I said a prayer to the Jewish equivalent of St. Anthony and a few minutes later found the camera among some rough grass.
You're supposed to say the prayer and put some cash into a charity box, which we have. He's worked for me a few times, changing my mindset with fresh ideas to search.

Last summer I dropped my bag and everything spilled out, people helped me to pick everything up. Two days later I am looking in said bag for my Disabled parking card, no sign of it, looked everywhere in the house, nothing.
Assumed someone had pocketed it or it had got lost. Applied for a new one, the day it arrived I was looking through some old photographs to show a friend and there it was. How I have no idea, it took me 40 minutes to find said photos, so how the heck did it get in the box and in the envelope with them.
I had to get a Police report to get a new one so a lot of hassle.

Swear! Sadly I do it regularly. Sometimes it turns up, sometimes it doesn't.

Have non of you heard of the Borrowers?

yes, they live in this house

I wonder what they're making with my scribbled note

I'm hoping that if my Samsung 'smart' TV is spying on me, I might be able to train it to tell me where I've put my car keys, my favourite gloves, my new secateurs, the vacuum cleaner ...

Nice wallpaper for the lounge Jalima - or perhaps a framed print?

Well, it was beautifully written in ornate script

Well I'm off to say a prayer to St Anthony to try to find the pile of photos of me, as a baby through to my teenage years, that I took from my late dad's photo albums. I've turned the house upside down...literally!

How totally brilliant to read that I am not the only one. I've often thought that the dreaded Dementia was on its way. I'm also with mislay rather than lose. I do some voluntary work at a charity bookshop and all volunteers have a card on a lanyard that enables us to use the till. When I leave the shop I 'always' put it in the glove compartment in the car. Last week I was still wearing it when I came into the house. Cue a few days ago when I realised I didn't know where it was. Drove DH nuts as I searched the house night and day. I was mortified at the thought of admitting to the lovely manager of our shop, that I had been so careless as to lose it. I am dreadful for just putting things down instead of away. Yesterday I prayed very hard and promised to change my ways and lo and behold within 5 mins I'd found it! Spooky or scary??? I had some travel magazines on a chair by my bed and had put it down there but had also put a recipe book down on top. I had previously picked them up together to look underneath. But yesterday I noticed a bit of black and white [the lanyard] peeping out. I did pray my thanks and promised again to change my lazy ways and put things away. DH is not convinced. Glasses being the main problem. If I ever won the lottery I would buy hundreds of pairs of glasses and just scatter them around the house.

Years ago my friend bought some ready made curtains. She knew they were somewhere in the house but from taking them in from the car she never saw them again - until about 5 years later when they were moving and she found them in the loft with some files she had moved up there! How good does it feel though when you find the missing item (s)!

Isn't about multi tasking ? Taking on a one task but at the same time thinking about what you intend or need to do next?
I can never recall my late DH doing the daft things I did and still do.confused

With all the new fertility technology available these days a friend of mine gave birth at the age of 65. When she was discharged from hospital I went to her home to visit.

"May I see the new baby?" I asked.

"Not yet," she replied. "First I'll make us a coffee and we can chat for a while."

Thirty minutes passed and I asked again if I could see the new baby.

"No, not yet." she said.

More minutes passed and I asked again. "Please may I see the new baby?"

"No not yet," replied my friend.

I got impatient and demanded, "Well when can I see the baby?"

"WHEN HE CRIES!" she told me.

"WHEN HE CRIES! Why do I have to wait until he CRIES?"

"BECAUSE I'VE FORGOTTEN WHERE I PUT HIM. OK????"

Rosiebee
My late DH had the patience of a saint
He would be in bed and sound asleep while I was turning the house upside down looking for something that could with his placid outlook have waited until the next day,
Not me though I would have been kept awake wondering where the hell I had put what ever it was I was looking for.

have you looked in the fridge? I found my purse in there once

If I lose something in the house, I don't look for it. In the past I'd tear the place to pieces trying to find it. Now I leave it and sooner or later , up it pops.