Flashlight M.I.A. wordy wed

We have a really powerful flashlight on the kitchen counter by the phone.

It has a slot in a metal organizer that fits it perfectly. 

We use it for after dark dog business, for finding things dropped on the kitchen floor because seniors can't see well with the naked eye, especially tiny pills that fly out of the pill box or even the mouth at times.

It has been there for years, Always There!

Until it was not.

Bob came down the hall when he woke up, and found me madly searching, opening cabinets, closets, drawers, digging in the garbage can, and said What are you looking for this early in the morning?

I replied, "The Flashlight is MIA!" 

It is not in the house, and I know I did not take it out.

He said I put it back by the phone when I took Beau out last night.

Well, it's NOT THERE NOW!

Bob starts going behind me checking all the places I have already checked because we both find that when something is Missing, we might find it in a place we checked twice before and did not see it.

I stood still and started the memory game. 

What have I done since I got up at 2:15?

I could not sleep and left bob to sleep without me fidgeting

I listed in my head a moment-by-moment action taken.

I remembered I had cleaned the leather sofas, while they were minus Dog and Hubby.

I sat the leather cleaner on the counter when done, Beau came down the hall, I took the flashlight out with Beau and came back in.

After that my memory was a blank.

My Mind Said, look under the kitchen sink where the leather cleaner lives!

THERE it was, standing between the suntan oil and leather cleaner.

BTW, I had TWICE opened that cabinet and twice did not see it..

I must have sat it down by the cleaner and when I came back in, I picked up the flashlight with the cleaner, which means I did not put the flashlight back in the slot it lives in.

The scary thing is, I HAVE NO MEMORY of

putting it under the kitchen sink with the cleaner. 

NONE AT ALL. I am thinking someone put a roofie in my coffee.