My life is a TREASURE HUNT

Where is my... ? I can't find my... I hear that all day long. Where are my shoes? Where are my keys? Where is my backpack? Where is Bawk Bawk? Seems like someone is always searching for something in our home. I guess that is to be expected when you have 2 adults, 5 boys and a dog all living in one house. I have developed the uncanny knack of closing my eyes and being able to picture the item where I saw it last. Works most of the time, but not always. My life is a never ending TREASURE HUNT. The treasure is never very valuable but is often priceless... a blanket (smelly or scratchy - yes, they have names)... a favorite stuffed animal ... keys to get to work ... my locket ...and so on and so on.