Some days I just don't give a shit and I do this. She goes silent and gives hot looks and I retreat to my own space where I either watch TV a movie or I go on the computer. Women say we're the dumb ones.
Another reason why I'm glad I had sons. (Confession: I'd originally only wanted daughters. Guess I forgot about the screaming. For some girls, it begins while they're tots and continues through those wonderful teen years. *shudder*)
It isn't truly lost unless I can't find it. Usually I don't even have to physically go look for the item. I mystify my family with my ability to lead them to their lost things. If they put them away to begin with, they wouldn't need my help so often. ;)