Oh…that’s on me. I bought them to bribe some of the mods. I figured your place was a good location to store them.
Hope that’s ok.
-D/a
My wife and I spent all day looking for the cash, and it’s nowhere to be found.
I had it, as you get older, you get more absentminded.
I keep forgetting that I intent to start a tread in IMHO to ask for tell-tale signs if your wife is having an affair. She’s suddenly starting to wear expensive clothes and has diamond earrings.
And $4000 in cash goes missing.
No problem. Are the mods into used doll underwear?
While we’re at it, I got a Xmas card with not one, not two, but three separate giftcards in it. I put it somewhere safe. Does anyone know where that was please?
Yeah
I seriously can’t tell if this is a joke that’s wooshing me or if you’re serious. But assuming you’re serious, you can’t find $4,000 in cash and your wife shows up with brand new clothes and jewelry?
I think we have points A and B. I’ll let you go ahead and connect the dots.
I was born that way, I have always been absentminded.
I once lost some money (about $100), after much searching I decided they would eventually turn up. And they did, in my daughter’s “treasure chest”. I tried to explain to her that “you do not take money that does not belong to you”, etc. Her reasoning was that a) she found it (and didn’t remember where) and b) the notes were pretty (pretty!?) and she was collecting them. I don’t think she knows how money works yet.
Here, have a comb, you look a bit disheveled.
I once misplaced $1600 for several months. I eventually found it in the side packet of a small piece of luggage in the back of my closet. Also inside were several changes of clothes. Apparently I was planning a hell of a weekend getaway at some point.
Only one way to find out!
Wait. Used…how?
-D/a
Long ago story. Roommate went home for xmas, to be back around 1st of year. I scored some free paint from landlord to paint the kitchen, boyfriend was helping. Ladders, drop cloths, old clothes. Getting stuff out of the cabinets, I climbed up to the top, where nothing was (because you needed a ladder to get there, old high-ceilinged aptmt), and what did I find but $$$. Wow! Free money! Much better than free paint. Boyfriend and I changed plans, changed clothes, and went Out On The Town. Had a great time w/free money.
Days passed.
Roommate did not come home. Telephoned. Had reignited the flames of old romance and was staying…there. So now I have no roommate, rent due on 1st, yikes!
But…no problem. She had a feeling this might happen, so she left the January rent! Even though she figured she wouldn’t be there, she figured she’d owe the rent! So she left it! In cash!
Guess where she left it?
Yep. Up in the top kitchen cabinet.
Check the creases in the back cushions of the couch. That’s where my keys, glasses and Zune seem to end up. It’s gotten so I look there first.
Been through the entire house again. Can’t find it. Actually, not, I haven’t been through the entire house, I compulsively keep checking the same six places 60 times each.
We’re going to be doing some serious straightening up over the next couple of weeks. I’m expanding my home office and everything is in boxes.
I’ll be over to check your closet, it wasn’t in mine.
Ken’s been busy. There were 200 of them.
I looked in your couch and it wasn’t there either.
This is too bad. One of the reasons I felt safe having the cash in the house is because our neighborhood is great, the crime rate is so low, and people watch out for each other.
We have parties at each others’ places and our kids play together. We’ve sort of semi-adapted a neighbor’s cat, who get the free run of our place. Not only is she good with kids, she also really trusts us. I think the neighbors spoil her a bit too much; FedEx just delivered several cases of catnip to their place, as well as a customized robot mouse. That must have set them back several grand, at least. I had no idea they were doing that well. Maybe they won a small lottery or something.
Anyway, back to searching. . .
Nowhere but Japan… 
Check all the places just above eye level.
I’m not familiar with the most of the mods real names..which one is Ken? 
-D/a
Considering Godzilla and Rodan, who would doubt that Japan is where cats would first grow thumbs. You are so doomed.
Go through the laundry basket. You might have put the envelope in your pocket and it fell out. Heck, go check the lint trap for your washing machine.
And if nothing else works, it’s time to unleash the Ultimate Search Technique. This will be long and grueling, but you may not have a choice.
Divide each room into areas or even volumes. Go through them methodically, and in each volume, move everything. Look under, beside, and within every object, vent, piece of furniture, container, cushion, mat, and cabinet. Empty things. Lift things. Be ruthless.
Good luck!
(I have to do this about once a year to find my glasses…)
If I remember correctly, you have small children? Maybe one of them found the envelope and “mailed” it or some other such type of play and put it in a drawer or box of their own that is not a place that you would normally put it, if you haven’t already thought of looking in those types of places.
Or, possibly it got out of the house in a jacket pocket or some such, fell out outside and was found and turned into the police. A trip to the local koban might be worthwhile.
If they ask you to describe the contents, you can prove it is yours by saying it was filled with pictures of Fukuzawa Yukichi.
Good luck.
Whatever you do don’t take the garbage, or anything else, out.
As long as you don’t forget where you put them!
TokyoPlayerI don’t suppose you’re this guy? Because we’ve been looking for you for four years!