A word to MaryS
Great thread--I have printed out the "Principles" and am giving a copy to my parents, the King and Queen of Misplaced Things.
As their daughter, I was trained as a "finder," but sometimes I am also stumped. When I moved to my new home, I took with me a lot of artwork. Among the paintings I have was one that I
thought was 6 feet long. I was ambivalent about it and wasn't sure I'd moved it myself, with the other paintings, or let the movers pack it and taken it in the big move, which meant it could have been put anywhere in the house. The painting only came to mind after living here for
two years, which shows how important it was to me. :roll: One day I was thinking about hanging something over the fireplace in the den and the painting came to mind. Then I realized I'd never seen it in the new house. Never. I had no idea where it was, or if I even brought it with me (it could have been left in the storage room of my old home). I tore apart the closets and garage, and moved stacks of boxes looking for this gargantuan painting. Six feet is pretty hard to overlook, right?
Except that it wasn't six feet long. It was four feet, and I found it when I finally decided to open all the oversized boxes holding, I thought, pier mirrors, big posters and frames and other stuff I didn't want to use in the new house. There it was, safe and sound. I guess this couldn't happen to you unless you hadn't seen something for a long time, but it
can happen.
I've also had the experience of looking for something that I would swear is red that is actually green--inverting or reversing the colors in my mind.
Maybe this is embodied in one of the good professor's principles, but if not, I guess it'd be something like "Make sure the thing you're looking for actually exists." It may be fruitless to search for a six-foot painting when the one you've lost is 4 feet long, or to try to find a book with a red cover when it's actually green.