Have you seen the missing half of these???
Socks of various sizes and shapes, were abouts last seen at a variety of different times. Some were last seen entering a washing machine while others were seen entering a laundry hamper and yet others were last seen on little feet. While not considered dangerous, they are considered elusive.
Where did these socks come from?
That would be my missing sock basket. Notice how full it is! Now I do confess that before I took this picture I put a whole bunch of socks in there and I ultimately matched some pairs. I kind of felt like I worked for the CCAA matching babies with families' dossiers. (For those of you not familiar with Chinese adoption, a department in China, the CCAA matches babies with waiting famlies)
I also made myself very happy. One more week without having to buy more socks. However I still have about 30-40 unmatched socks.
Seriously though, what's the deal with socks??? Is it just me/us? In September each child had about 12-15 pairs of socks. Now each child is lucky to have 6-8.
I literally carried the above assortment of socks in that basket from Tennessee this past May. Common sense tells me that if I haven't found its mate by now (after moving and unpacking all my worldly possessions) that I should probably just throw them away. But the Pollyanna in me keeps thinking they will turn up. But hey, look at them. Do I really want some of those socks to turn up? What possessed
But where, oh where, do all of these socks go? Other than the obvious after looking at the socks above (someone coveted our socks so much they just had to have them but managed to only get one sock) there are a number of theories.
1) One legged Aliens continually steal our socks because we have the coolest socks in the galaxy.
2) My laundry room has a black hole.
This theory is somewhat implausible only because my brother Kevin just pointed out to me this evening that time at a black hole becomes slower while time for those outside the black hole speeds up. (What can I say, he was a high school science teacher!) But then again, whenever I enter the laundry room to do the laundry time does seem to drag on. Okay, I retract the implausibility statement.
3) My children randomly throw away one sock to drive their mother to the brink of mental derangement.
4) They are behind the dryer.
Yeah, I know, the answer is obvious. Do you think if I get an alarm system I'll be able to keep those pesky aliens out?