to refuse to sympathise when DH begins with "it was on the floor for ages"

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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

DH does this with things in the kitchen.

"Where's the lid for the saucepan?"
"It's in the saucepan cupboard"
" no it's not!"
"Yes it is. I put it there earlier"
Lots of crashing and banging
"Oh I found it, it was in the cupboard (sounds surprised)"

Bangs head on table.

Our house was renovated last year. This now allows DP to act as if he's barely been introduced to the place and 12 months after the kitchen was redone, I am getting ever more tired of hearing plaintive requests for the whereabouts of everyday stuff. It's a comfortably sized room, admittedly, but nowhere near large enough to warrant an OS Map.
Pshaw!

Wow! I knew "male blindness" was common,but I didn't realise every man on earth suffered from this debilitating "illness".My DH does all of the above mentioned things,particularly Aussiengs "moving things!" He is particularly bad with his post.He grabs his post-which I will have put on hall table,and opens it in sitting room,where he then leaves the opened letters and empty envelopes-for weeks unless I clear them away! Then if I do tidy them away,chuck envelopes etc,I'm then quizzed as to why I have "moved things",as he needs that important letter,cheque,contract etc.I have a small hall table where I leave the letters,and I say if it is not there tough,your responsibility".I once binned a cheque for £4000! He left it in opened envelope-for weeks-and I had repeatedly asked him to sort the pile out.So eventually I did it-missed cheque in envelope,out in recycling it went.When he discovered this he first went nuts,but I stood my ground,then HE APOLOGISED! Hurragh! So when he was at work,I skipped outside,and being a woman,I knew exactly where it was in the bin,put my hand straight on it.Wasn't DH a happy-but wiser-man?