Recently, I bought a new set of luggage - 1 very large bag, a smaller one, and an overnighter. I've used the smaller bags since then, but I haven't had the need for the larger bag.
So, I'm now going out of town for business for over a week. Last night I went into the attic to get the large bag down, and couldn't find it. The smaller ones were there, but not the large.
ME: I can't find that bag anywhere.
DH: Did you look in the attic (as I'm descending the attic ladder for the 2nd time)
ME: Yes, and I looked in the shed.
DH: Did you look in our closet?
DH: The spare closet?
ME: Yes, and the garage.
DH: Are you sure the set came with a large bag?
Now, he nearly had me there, as I hadn't yet used the large bag, but I was sure I did have one = but at this point I start questioning my sanity.
I looked in all locations again.
As I'm heading up the attic for the 3rd time:
DH: Did anyone borrow it?
ME: Well, no one has been anywhere, and I just bought this right before Christmas.
DH: What about daughter #2?
ME: She has her own luggage.
DH - dials phone for #2. I hear this side of the conversation:
Hey. You didn't happen to borrow some luggage from us did you? Oh, you did? Is it black? It is? Oh, I loaned it to you? Ok, can you bring it back?
After an hour of watching me search the house - he finally remembers that he loaned it to her over a month ago.