Here we go again

   Things in this house disappear and often reappear. Sometimes they never reappear and sometimes they reappear in totally unethical places. This morning I needed to take some medicine and vitamins. I keep them in a large circular pill box that divides the doses into daily allotments for a week. This is no small pill box, it measures about 8 inches in diameter. The pill box is normally on the kitchen table. If I fill it and forget to put it on the table then it should be with the vitamins on the kitchen work area beside the sink. This morning I looked the table over, no pill box. Really, other than salt and pepper, a jar for straws, and a caddy for outgoing mail and a bottle of honey, thats about it.  Certainly no way to hide a large pill box. So I checked the kitchen counter. The bottles of herbals and vitamins were there but no pill box. Makes no sense, I know that no one has taken that pill box out of the kitchen so I go over the whole kitchen even to looking inside the cabinets. Keep in mind I'm home alone unless you count two schnauzers, but they can't really reach the table and what would they want with a pillbox full of nasty tasting pills? So I came to the original male conclusion that my wife must have put them some place else. I went into the library with the intent of calling her and asking. Her place of business phone was busy. Figuring I'd have to wait til she got home to ask, I gave up on the quest and returned to the kitchen for a bit of lunch. There on the table, about where I would put my dinner plate was the missing pill box. There is no way that that pill box was there when I was going nuts trying to find it. Thats a bit too obvious for even the most irresponsible of males to overlook. That box was not there, then it was, period. This has happened before, but it has been a while. The candelabra bulbs are still missing.