Anyone seen my gloves?

So I haven’t become mature enough yet to actually plan for the cold weather. It takes about 3 or 4 consecutive cold days for me to actually think about pulling out sweaters, coats and the dreaded childhood trinity…hats, scarves, and gloves. This evening I tore apart our coat closet looking for winter wear. I found hats…I found scarves…but I did not find a single pair of gloves!! Where did they all go? Why has this problem plagued me since I was a little girl?? I can’t keep gloves to save my life. Finally after going through every single coat pocket and purse…I found a pair. The only issue is, they don’t match any of the hats and scarves. Ridiculous though it may be, my aforementioned OCD will cause me to freeze rather than wear these orphaned gloves. Not for vanity’s sake…I just can’t bring myself to do it. Yet. I’m sure it will, at some point, get cold enough for me to slip them on…shove my hands in my pockets…and try to convince my brain that they DO match my scarf. In the meantime…if anyone finds my other gloves, can you let me know?