I know where my scissors are. I also know where my flashlight, my calculator, and my nail clippers are. I know where these items are, because I hide them. I have to, or they would disappear.
I used to be generous and would readily loan these and other items to the people I live with. I was even naive enough to leave my calculator out in plain view on the desk and think that it would be there when I returned. That was before...before things began vanishing.
"Where's my calculator? Has anyone seen my calculator? I've got to pay the bills and I need my calculator!"
"It's on the trampoline, I was doing my homework outside"
"Before or after the rain?"
"It's out in the truck"
"The truck?...the truck's gone to town"
"I had it on the couch...look under the cushions" (yeah, right...our couch is a wormhole that instantly transports dropped items to some other dimension...kind of like a StarGate with armrests)
Finally, in desperation I labeled my calculator with a warning to foil all borrowing by minors. That worked for a while. It's not like they don't have calculators. The girls have $$$ graphing calculators that do all kinds of whiz bang high math stuff. Mine adds, subtracts, multiplies, and divides.
It's the same story with scissors, flashlights, etc. Actually you can find a flashlight or two, but they will be
a) Out in the yard, batteries dead, the lens cover filled with rain water.
b) In the various kid rooms, either empty or filled with dead batteries.
As for scissors...you can NOT find a pair of scissors in this house.
I can of course, because I hide mine.
I'm really not a stingy person, I just want things back after you use them.