The other day I thought for sure that I'd lost a loaf of bread. But when I found it, it had only slipped down between the cupboard and the wall. Whew! I know it never happens to any of you but there have been times it's happened to people in my family - I won't say how close. One time when we still used sugar bowls I searched for mine and found it in the refrigerator. My sister-in-law and I were quite baffled to find a bar of oleo in my mother's canister of dog food. Mother offered a "perfect explanation?" though. I'd love to hear if just by chance it might have happened to you, too. I think it only happens to those of us who are either bordering on dementia or just have too much on our minds.