Where do you go when I’m not looking?

I’m sure this question must date back to the beginning of laundry… where do my socks go? I’ve been short on clean laundry lately, and my sock drawer has gotten down to the IMG_4972dregs. The final survivors that are missing their mates. They peer up at me sadly from the  drawer – hopeful that I’ve brought their match to them to be reunited once again. Alas, each morning it is the same routine. I rummage around, searching for two socks that might pass for matching then, more often than not, decide to move on to shoes that don’t need socks. Each morning, the widowed sock hopes it has a chance to once again see the light of day (or the inside of a shoe) and strains to get my attention. Sadly, many of the singletons these days are among my favorite winter socks. The winter wool socks from the Gap are the coziest of all of my warm socks. I purchased a set annually until a few years ago, when my wool sock collection seemed sufficient and I was comfortable easing up on the acquisition of more. And then there’s my “Rock Star” socks (a small play on words – there’s a cartoon picture of a star holding a guitar on the ankle). These were a purchase from Marshall’s years ago and I loved them dearly. The other sock went missing 4 years ago, but I haven’t given up hope. The surviving sock patiently awaits it’s return in my sock drawer.


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Mom to "C", wife to Ben. I'm a part-time blogger, cook, organizer, seamstress, house cleaner, taxi, nurse (the mom kind), accountant... I could go on, but really... it's all in the blog. Read away!

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