It helps when you can make yourself laugh, 

part 2:

Last night, as my husband gathered clothing for his morning bike ride, he came up one sock short.

 As finding lost things is one of my talents (because I get so much practice), I commenced the hunt. 

In short order, I found the sock on the laundry room floor.

"It was right here," I said, pointing, "in between the two hamsters."

The path between brain and mouth is many-forked.