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Hiding in Plain Sight

By Marilyn Baron 

It’s a new year and I’m going to try my best not to misplace things. I’m always digging around in my purse trying to find things I know are there and I can’t find them, until the next time I’m digging in my purse for something else, and I find the thing I had originally misplaced.

A few weeks ago, I lost an 8-inch All-Clad frying pan, one of the workhorse pans I use a few times a week to make fried eggs or omelettes. My husband and I looked everywhere – in the place we keep our All-Clad pots and pans, in all the other cabinets, even in the refrigerator. I thought I had not only lost the pan, but I was worried I was losing “it.” Weeks went by. I even had a dream about finding the pan, but when I woke up, I couldn’t remember where I had seen it in the dream.

My sister said the pan would be found when it was ready to be found. A few days ago, I wanted to make an omelette and I went to the cabinet where we keep the All-Clad pots and pans, and there it was, “hiding” in plain sight, in its proper place, under some lids. My husband swore he looked there three times and couldn’t find it. I guess it was ready to be found.

I also lost a pair of grey shoes. I knew they were in the house but I looked everywhere and couldn’t find them. So, I just wore my black shoes with my grey outfits. Then, this morning, I had a dream I had found the shoes, but when I woke up, I couldn’t remember where. I put on a grey outfit and hunted for the shoes again in the most unlikely places. And found them right on the shoe rack in plain sight in the closet, right where they should be. I guess they were ready to be found.

On a Thanksgiving trip to Florida, we stayed in a hotel and I lost my makeup bag. I was upset to lose the makeup, but mostly the bag contained my night guard that I wear every night because I grind my teeth. That would have been expensive and time-consuming to replace. I went days without it, called the hotel to see if it was reported in Lost and Found, scoured my condo, which we went to after the hotel and couldn’t find it. Then on the day we were to leave to go back to Atlanta, I found it under my suitcase. I’ve never been so happy to find anything. Apparently, my suitcase was closed when I put the makeup bag down on the luggage rack. When I reopened the suitcase to repack to go home, there it was. I hadn’t lost it in the hotel. I brought it back with me to the condo and then “lost it” there.

My husband is always losing his comb. I think he has a hole in his pocket and it drops through. He just bought a back-up package of black combs.

My sister wanted to know if I thought that otherworldly impish elves were playing tricks on me. I had never heard of those, but I’d say that was a possibility. She also told me that when my mother loses something (which is often) she turns a glass upside down. I never heard of that either. But apparently, it works for her.  

I’ve known people who’ve looked all over for their glasses, just to discover they were wearing them the whole time. Is it old age, forgetfulness or something worse? Has anything like that ever happened to you? What do you do to try to locate lost items? I’d like to hear about it.

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Mary Preston - January 7, 2013 - 3:28 am

I am forever losing my glasses. I’m short-sighted, so for reading, computer etc I take my glasses off. For TV, driving – everything else I need to wear them. I really need to have one spot I put them when I take them off.

Marilyn Baron - January 7, 2013 - 5:44 am

My husband is always “losing” his glasses which he only wears for reading and they’re always right where he puts them in the same place on the kitchen table. I wear glasses all the time and once I woke up in the morning and thought it was a
miracle because I could see without my glasses. Turns out I went to sleep wearing them.

Pam Asberry - January 7, 2013 - 7:59 am

Funny post, Marilyn! I am forever “losing” my cell phone. My 16yo laughs at me as I run around the house shrieking, “Where is my cell phone?” Then he says, “It’s right here, Mom,” as he retrieves it from my grip and offers it back to me. LOL!

Sandra Elzie - January 7, 2013 - 7:59 am

Remember the old saying: “I’d lose my head if it weren’t attached” ? Well, that’s the way things go at our home. We lose phones, glasses, keys…well, just about everything…except each other. :-)

Sia Huff - January 7, 2013 - 8:49 am

Too funny, Marilyn.
In the last year my reading glasses have become necessary. :( Within the past 4 months, I’ve really had trouble keeping up with them. I started looking for a lanyard (not sure if that’s the correct word) to hang my glasses from. I resisted b/c I didn’t want to look like an old lady, but enough was enough. So around the holidays, when I was out shoppping, I looked for a pretty beaded do-hickey to keep my glasses around my neck. But I couldn’t find any. They have them for sunglasses, but not regular glasses.
I may have to try your mother’s trick of the upside-down glass.

Marilyn Baron - January 7, 2013 - 9:24 am


It is funny how we think we lose things that are RIGHT IN FRONT OF US. I guess it’s because we have too many things on our minds and we’re easily distracted. I don’t know how many times I’ve lost my cell phone and had to call the number to locate it.

Marilyn Baron - January 7, 2013 - 9:25 am


Yes, I believe I would lose my head if it weren’t attached. Just hang on to her husband. He’s a keeper.

Marilyn Baron - January 7, 2013 - 9:28 am


I have seen those chains (?) around your neck for glasses and like you, thought they were for older people. But I think they’ve come out with some “cool” looking (you see, that word dates me) necklaces or chains to hold your glasses. I’ve seen them on occasion in catalogs, maybe Bloominghdale’s? but now can’t recall where. I seem to have lost that, to.

Anna Doll - January 7, 2013 - 11:26 am

Hey, Marilyn, I have the same problem. What I do is Kay on the floor, close my eyes and concentrate. Then I ask God to help me find it. Aftermyprsyer, I go back to all the places I’ve already searched, and 9 times out of 10, I will find it. I think it’s the calming effect, and a little help from the man upstairs!

Anna Doll - January 7, 2013 - 11:28 am

Lay on the floor! Yeesh! I hate auto correct!

Mona Karel - January 7, 2013 - 12:14 pm

In one of my other lives, I mail out DVDs for a dog club. A complete set includes catalog and pin. Easy, right? Except I could NOT find the pin for that year anywhere. Heck, I couldn’t even remember what it looked like. Was about to send the order without and voila, there the bag was, on top of the chest where I keep club property. So I put the pin into a small jewelry box, and promptly lost the box. Sigh. Too much caffeine? Not enough??
And I’m constantly losing characters. I tell them where they’re supposed to go next and they end up somewhere totally different.

Marilyn Baron - January 7, 2013 - 12:21 pm

Prayer certainly couldn’t hurt. We need all the help we can get.

Marilyn Baron - January 7, 2013 - 12:23 pm


It’s so nice to hear from you. My sister was right. Things are found when they want to be found. The pin was ready to be found. But losing the box? Why do things have to be so complicated? Why don’t those pesky characters listen to our direction? Thanks so much for visiting our blog.

Susan Carlisle - January 7, 2013 - 1:02 pm

I lost my stocking holders over Christmas. They hold my x-stitched stocking that I worked hours and hours to stitch. Last year I put them in a different place than I normally do and this year I couldn’t find them. I looked everywhere but where they are! I guess I’ll have to move for them to show up. I hope sometime this year I will find them and you will hear a woo-who loud and strong when I do. I may even put them on the mantel for the whole year so I will know where they are.

Marilyn Baron - January 7, 2013 - 1:44 pm

I can relate to this very much. I can never find my glasses. Recently I bought a nice chain from my eye docor’s office, and it works well. Unfortunately, it’s lost somewhere in my purse!
Since I can’t think without my glasses, I have trouble finding them. My husband knows all of my sites for my glasses, and sometimes,even when I haven’t asked, he will say, “Your glasses are (so and so).”

Remember when I had to borrow your camera battery charger for the entire Spain trip, because it was lost after the first city. I found it when I packed for the last time for the airport. It was smiling at me from the net area (black on black): I had checked that front compartment in every city and it was not ready to be found. Thanks to you, I had battery enough to take pictures on the trip.


Marilyn Baron - January 7, 2013 - 1:45 pm


I’m glad to know I’m not the only one who loses things. I sincerely hope you find your stockings, at least before next Christmas.

Marilyn Baron - January 7, 2013 - 1:48 pm


Thanks for your comment.I do remember the battery charger in Spain. I don’t know how many times I’ve lost something in my suitcase that I absolutely can’t find until I get back home from a trip. It’s nerve wracking. Thanks for your advice about things not ready to be found.

Debbie Kaufman - January 7, 2013 - 2:10 pm

My keys and cell phone regularly play tag team and hide from me. And yes, in plain sight. I can search my purse twenty times and on twenty-one, they finally show up.

Sharon Goldman - January 7, 2013 - 2:37 pm

Your blog is so funny an true. I find myself looking in the same place 3 or more times because it tends to be found in exactly the place I looked previously. I am feeling like I have OCD repeating my search location over and over. It is impossible to find any important scrap of paper with vital information on it in the deep dark black hole of the inside of my purse. Why are purses always lined in black? Some TV network needs to come up with a show like “Clean Sweep” but for the inside of purses. One time I won a prize at a mall for having the most receipts in my purse. It was embarrassing.

Carol Burnside - January 7, 2013 - 3:33 pm

Socks in the dryer. I know two went into the wash, but only one comes out. Sometimes weeks later the missing sock appears. I think there’s a gremlin at work there.

I’m a creature of habit with my ‘stuff’. I only put certain things in certain places. Easier to remember, except when I’m distracted and don’t put them where they belong. Such was the case with my battery charger for my camera. Couldn’t find it anywhere. I checked all my usual places, but we’d just moved, so I wasn’t certain I’d actually put it up yet. I remembered unpacking it, having it in my hand, but then my mind went blank. Months later I found it in an unpacked box that it had no business being in. That gremlin again, or just my absentmindness? I much prefer to blame the gremlin lest I sound aged. ;-)

Christine Nagle - January 7, 2013 - 3:41 pm

So true, ladies! When I find I am at the absolute exasperation point I begin to laugh at myself… and Voila! “It” appears. Otherwise I just wait for another family member to return to the house and find “it”. As for The Black Pole (hole in the purse), I keep a tiny purse and use the trail of receipts I leave in my wake… to help me find my purse!

Marilyn Baron - January 7, 2013 - 4:53 pm


Ah yes, the keys. They are never there when I go to look for them, but, alas, they are always in my purse even though it takes me many tries to locate them.

Marilyn Baron - January 7, 2013 - 4:56 pm


I know. My purse is a black hole. I can never find anything in it when I need it. One minute I’ll find my keys and say, good, I need those and when I go to look for them a minute later before I walk out the door, they’re gone. When I lived in Italy as a college student at a hotel, our door keys were attached to these big colorful ceramic balls, about the size of a fist. That way we would never lose our keys. Maybe that’s what someone needs to market.

Marilyn Baron - January 7, 2013 - 4:58 pm

The socks! That happenes to me all the time, too. In fact, it happened the other day. I am still missing two socks from the last load of laundry I did. I have a stack of seven or so black socks with no mates. I’m sure they’re attached to a towel or sheet or shirt or they’ve escaped through the vent, but they do seem to disappear. I’m glad it’s not just me.

Marilyn Baron - January 7, 2013 - 5:01 pm


I called my purse the black hole before I even saw your comment. And my purse is full of receipts, on which I wrote loose notes about my current WIP, and of course, can never find the notes when I need them. I’ve taken to writing my book notes on my iPhone so I can locate them.I cannot use a small purse, except to go out on special occasions, but nothing ever fits in there. However, I can always find those three or four things. Thanks for your comment.

Maxine - January 7, 2013 - 7:11 pm

Love it, Marilyn. It seems like I spend half my life looking for things. Eventually I find most. Note the “most.” And I cannot tell you the number of times I call my cell phone to see where I put it. I find totally relaxing for a moment helps – except when it comes to my cell phone.

Marilyn Baron - January 7, 2013 - 7:15 pm

Thanks for commenting, Maxine. It seems that we all have the same problem when it comes to lost and found.

Sharon Goldman - January 7, 2013 - 10:30 pm

I have a large plastic bag, about 16 x 20 x 10 inches, filled with mismatched socks. I keep throwing the odd ones in the bag. There are 5 of us in the home and we all run or workout so we have a lot of socks. I think I have about 900 single socks that don’t have a mate. I don’t understand where their mates are? Are they on I don’t have the heart to throw them out but I am very close to doing so. Someone suggested I put on one of those socks and run my foot along the floorboards to clean them. What do I do with the other 899 socks?

Marilyn Baron - January 7, 2013 - 11:27 pm

You may hold the world record in unmatched socks. You could use some as cleaning rags.

Marilyn Baron - January 8, 2013 - 7:40 am

Mona Karel is the winner of a copy of my E-book, The Edger, a humorous women’s fiction, written with my sister, Sharon Goldman. Please click the Contests link above and go to Winners -Blog Drawing to find out how to claim your prize.

Linsey Lanier - January 11, 2013 - 6:49 pm

Wonderful post, Marilyn. You always make me laugh. I would say I forgot the url, but that would be really, really bad.

You know what’s worse than looking all over the house for your glasses and finding them on top of your head? Looking all over the house for your glasses and finding them on your face. I hate to admit I did that recently but I think I really needed a nap. :)

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