So since we're moving furniture and boxing up stuff, finding one's belongings isn't an instant process right now.
Yesterday we worked up until 10 minutes before we had to leave for a lunch appointment. I had to find a shirt in a color that would not look poisonous with the capris I had on. NOTHING worked, minutes ticking away. "I can't find a shirt that will go with these!" I yelled.
Larry answered instantly: "Black! White!"
"Don't have either!" (Findable at that moment)
"Yes! Got it!"
Men are great outfit-simplifiers. For every problem, one of three answers will work. Black. White. Gray.