I tried to neaten up the garage by putting everything in in plastic bins. I labeled them, garden things, car things, etc. When we moved I realized we had seven containers of tree fertilizer (we had four trees). Apparently, being a man, he never, ever looked in the container. He needed to fertilize the tree, he just bought more. Since it was in the container, it just didn't exist for him. It might just as well been in China. When we got married, I found six containers of cloves. Six! Every Thanksgiving he made a pie, and every Thanksgiving he bought cloves. The other were in the back of the cupboard, they had ceased to exist also.
Don't get me started on Refridgerator blindness.