You would think that you could find something that you knew where it was because it should be exactly where you left it. It sounds perfectly fine unless you have a Ghost that loves to pull pranks.
I was looking for my cellphone, and I knew that I had placed it next to me on the side table next to the bed. That morning (yesterday) I had seen it there, and after I saw my wife off to work, I went in to get the cell, and it was not there. I figured that it was my wife that had maybe used it or moved it, so never thought anything about it. So I used my land line called my cell number and it rang off. I found the cell on the dryer, and when I went to get it, it fell on a pile of laundry ready to be washed. I bend down to get the phone, and I felt what I could only describe as a hand giving me a fast smack on the bum. I turned and heard a giggle.
Oh the cleverness of that lil' cheeky devil,
More to come soon...