You're not alone in that mate!
A month or three ago I lost my sledge hammer.
I looked for it everywhere I could think of for quite some considerable time.
I was grizzling about it one evening to the boss: "Some rotten mongrel must've pinched it; but who would want to pinch a sledge hammer? Sledge hammers mean work and lazy thieves don't like work."
"Where is it supposed to be?" She asked.
So I told her that I usually keep it in a cupboard behind the motorbike along with all my other hammers.
So that's where She went to look the next day.


And found it.


I'm still living that down.
sigh.