Arrgh DH can never find anything and is always blaming me. He leaves things lying around all over the place and, whenever he can't find anything, he blames me for throwing it or tidying it away.
Normally there is about 10 minutes of shouting and banging cupboard doors, whereupon I usually find it within a minute or 2 because it's 6 inches from where I told him it was.
Last night he was looking for the instruction manual for his bluetooth. After much huffing and puffing that I wouldn't help him look for it he claimed 'it was on the living room floor for ages and now it's not there'
I ignored him.
grrrrr