MISSING!!!!!

As Anne of Green Gables would say, "I'm in the depths of despair." Two weeks ago, (that is right two whole weeks ago) I remember taking off my glasses in my room; then I remember putting on my contacts the next morning in my room. (It was a crazy morning and my my roommate and I were both leaving at the same time.) Ever since, my glasses have been missing. (And I really loved these new glasses.) I have searched every nook and cranny of my room, and it isn't that big of a room. Every night just as I am falling to sleep, inspiration hits me of where my glasses could be, and then I tear apart my room. . . . . . .. but nothing. I have three fears: One, I will never find my glasses. Two, I will buy a new pair of glasses, and then I will find my glasses. Three, there is a man or a monkey who has stolen my glasses and is hiding with them up in the little attic storage in the top of my ceiling. (It does look like it has been moved slightly.) I'm not sure which is the worse scenario. I have three reasons for writing this: One, my memory will be jogged into remembering where they are. Two, you might answer this question for me: If you were a pair of lost glasses where would you be? Three, on the slim chance that a man or monkey is out in public wearing my glasses, you will be able to notify me immediately.