Spoon Me

I am missing a spoon. How can this happen? Where is this renegade spoon? I live in only about 700 square feet -- how many places can this spoon BE? (Especially when its journeys basically consist of moving from the drawer into a bowl of cereal to my mouth to the dishwasher and back to the drawer again.) Socks, I understand. Every clothes dryer is a Bermuda Triangle for socks. But spoons?? And the dishwasher continues to sit smugly in the kitchen as if it knows nothing.