I feel your pain. Not long ago I managed to scare myself severely. Went to the car wash to get the top layer of dirt off my truck - then I had a few errands to run one of which was hit the gro for supper stuff.
Walking into the store, I checked with my left elbow to be sure my P7 was secure.
Aaaaaahhhhhh!!! It wasn't there!!

As rattled as I was I realized there was no use speeding back over to the car wash - there had been others waiting in line behind me.
Carefully searched the truck... no dice. I was feeling pretty despondent - it would cost a bunch to replace it.
Got home & just for grins I felt above the cupboard where I always leave it so grandkids can't mess around... and there it was. I flat forgot to take it with me!
Moral of the story? As we age we are all afflicted to CRS to one degree or another, and it gets worse as time passes. SW