First the mittens, then the hat, now the crocheted slippers. In the house, because trust me I didn't go outside after 5 pm except to throw some salt on the walkway when the rain got shiny. A vague memory of taking them off and thinking Possibly not the best place for them... Indeed. Not in the study or kitchen or side bedroom or front bedroom or living room or dining room. Which leaves the bathroom (no), the basement (hardly) and the mudroom (hardly again.) Must have kicked them under some furniture, I suppose.
Mindfulness is a full-time job but I know of no other fuzz-buster.