Hidden, but Not Gone, a freewrite

I have a problem. I cannot find things that I have hidden against possible burglary in my house. Does anyone else have this problem? The only things you can't find are the things you have carefully hidden?

A few years ago, when I had just moved to my current house, I hid a small leather pouch with $6000 in cash and three ten-ounce silver bars in it, somewhere in the house. I could not find it less than a month later. I had a vague recollection of putting it all under something, and saying to myself “no one is going to look under all these _{something or other}.”

Search as I might, just a month or two later, I could not find it. No big deal. I didn’t need it. Maybe it was just waiting for a rainy day to turn up. I half forgot about the dang thing for more than two years.

I love to get rid of stuff, especially now that I live in a house that came to me full of someone else’s stuff. One of the least useful of these things was a tower of three plastic drawers full of belts, that were all too big for me, in the way back of a closet I didn’t use. Folks will pick up almost anything if I put it out to the curb here, so out went the tower of plastic drawers full of belts. I knew someone would take those belts.

Only no one took it. It was out there nearly a week when I thought about carrying it back in so that the garbage collectors did not just toss it into the back of their truck and crush it to smithereens – at least the drawers might come in handy somewhere, someday.

I went out to get it, and it was gone. "Good" I thought, "thank you for saving me the trouble."

About an hour later, I remembered what I had hidden all that cash and silver under.

I just hope the new owner really needed it.

This is my entry to @mariannewest's daily freewrite challenge. Today's prompt is a new owner.

I used e.ggtimer set for five minutes, wrote madly for those five minutes, then proofread without changing content for a few minutes after the timer.