I had an acetate page protector in my hand. It was 8.5" x 11" and was punched at the top so I could hang it on my door.
I decided to print a silly poem to hang on my apartment door and amuse passers-by.
I typed the poem and printed it. That took maybe five minutes. I DID NOT MOVE from my chair in front of the computer.
I reached for the acetate to insert the poem. IT WAS GONE. It is nowhere to be seen. I have searched the room.
This has happened a lot in my 82 years. And that is the trouble. I am 82.
It happens even more nowadays
Next day.. I found the acetate. It was sitting on top of my printer...an arm's reach away. It was disguised as a piece of scratch paper. It was in plain sight... I simply overlooked it, it's being clear and invisible, so to speak. .