Misplaced Milk

Ok, now, I know I'm getting to be of an age when it's ok to forget words now and again, and not remember what you were talking about--or even why you are standing in the room you deliberately set out for. But this is scary. This seems overboard. This makes me wonder about my brain.

After looking all over for the gallon milk jug that had about an inch or two more milk in it--I just filled the creamer with it, where could it be?--it was discovered, an hour or so later.

In the corner cabinet, second shelf, where the cream pitcher is stored. Of course. Silly me.
What will I think of next? Dish soap in the freezer?