Been there. First it starts off with mild frustration as you search for it. You think you know where it is but its isn't where you put it. So you start seething, knocking things about and slamming things down as your frustration builds to genuine anger. "Where is it?!?!" say the voices in your head! You go up stairs, down stairs and into the basement. No luck "DAMN! For the love of all things, WHERE IS IT!" Now the voices in your head are shouting....shouting...then you realize those voices aren't in your head, it's you shouting! Your wife asks you what you are looking for and you tell her. She says "It's probably the last place you left it" You think "Duh, what am I an imbecile?" She volunteers to help you find it and in the process asks you if you've looked in all the places you've already looked, torquing you off even more. And then it dawns on you, she moved it. Of course! She's always moving your stuff under the guise of tidying up. Why can't she just leave your stuff alone? Why? Why does she have to touch it you yell at her. Now you resent marrying her and think of all the ways she ruined your life! If you never married her, you'd have your vape and the car keys in your hands right now! You could be vaping and driving right now, a happy man! But NO, she ruined it. Ruined it all! With the nic withdrawal amping you into hyper overdrive, you start contemplating divorce or worse, pushing her down the stairs and thinking about how free you'd be if one of those happened. Yeah! Free as a bird to vape peacefully and as much as you like!
Just then, she finds them in your coat pocket, right in front you! You grab your vape and take in a big, satisfying, calming, cloud creating, soul saving inhale. As you exhale and the cloud clears around her, this woman you hated 5 seconds ago is transformed into an angel. An angel who married you despite all your flaws. An angel who is the finder of things. And you are glad you didn't push her down the stairs. She asks you to take out the trash and your eye twitches but you settle back down and agree to do, blowing clouds the whole way.