I will never understand what happens to socks on laundry day.  There’s always at least one missing.  For years I’ve struggled with this dilemma.  My granddaughter has informed me that matching socks are so yesterday, so it’s not really a problem anymore, but it still bugs me.

I guess I’m pretty anal when it comes to order.  I’m generally a person who likes things to be the same every day. I’m not one to have things change.  In other words, I’m really quite boring actually.

Leave it to the young people to find the solution for lost socks and putting it into action.  A whole new fashion trend has evolved.

I think back to how many unmatched socks have either vanished into thin air, gone down the drain and now dwell in the bowels of the earth, or are tucked away in a drawer with other lonely socks.  Whatever the case, there has to be a story here.

Maybe I should set up an online dating service for socks who need a mate.  Or I could put the lonely socks on e-bay.  Who knows, they might bring a pretty good price if someone out there really wants a matching pair.  I could make puppets out of them and put them on Etsy or how about making oven mitts out of them?  The opportunities are endless. A little ingenuity goes a long way.  In the meantime I have a basket of unmatched socks calling my name.



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  1. Vicki says:

    I think that washing machines eat socks for lunch.

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