Losing something in a house that hardly has anything in it is 
Perhaps the house is not what it is lost in (-:
(It's too early for that kind of crap, Siddhartha. Let me finish my coffee first...)
@seachanged Itβs never too early for that kind of crap.
I found what I was looking for. It was a pair of black leggings in a dresser full of black clothes. I've lost stuff for weeks in that black hole-- that one and the others that pop into and out of existence: the shelf, the laundry basket, the various other random places clothes pile up. I could stop buying black clothes.
Mmmmm....nope.