Anything that goes into a "safe place" in my house is lost for ever.

I had a teddy bear when I was about 4 or 5. When we moved to Ohio, I could suddenly no longer find him, but only realized this about 6 months after the move. I still wonder where he is, but after eighteen years, I'm pretty sure I lost him in the move.
On a more practical note, I keep a spare cell phone charger at my house. No one's been able to find it since I pointed out it was missing in October.