Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You Are

Where, oh where, has our favorite Pyrex gone?

Our coveted 8x6 Pyrex has disappeared. We are desperate to get it back into the rotation, stacked neatly once again like royalty along with the remainder of the set.

We have no clue where our favorite kitchen container is. We have looked e v e r y w h e r e: 2 refrigerators, 2 freezers, a pantry, other assorted shelves and cabinets – even our bedroom and bathroom.     

Thinking that maybe I had given it to one the kids with some food, we asked each of them if they had noticed a different Pyrex mixed in with their own stash, but each of them said NO. Not fully convinced, I even tried to sneak a peek when I was in their kitchens, just in case...no luck. A month later, we asked a second time, and still: “NO.” Then a third time. They’ve even said they are aware I’ve accused the others too. I’m aware they may think I’ve turned into a nutty old woman with nothing better to do than obsess over this Pyrex. At least they know they haven’t been singled out, so that’s a relief. If there’s a silver lining here...perhaps they can further bond over this.

For under $15 including shipping on Pryex.com (seems I’d have to buy a whole set on Amazon), I could purchase one that would enable me to move past this void and yearning for its return, but I’m not quite there yet. I need to solve the mystery of where that bad boy has been hiding for the past few months before the easy fix of buying its replacement.

That’s the funny thing about the search for a misplaced item: Generally when I do find it, I’m usually baffled that it isn’t in the location where it had been initially, yet it usually makes perfect sense in its new home.

I don’t know if I’ve lost my mind or have way too much time on my hands – or both – but I hope I don’t find it in some really bizarre place. If I do, I’ll keep that info to myself...or, more likely, I’ll blame David.