This is part of the Slice of Life Challenge hosted by the Two Writing Teachers.
Can someone tell me where runaway socks escape to? And why do they loathe my kids' feet so much that they flee as they do? They may be boys, but they are cute boys with adorable piggies that only smell if it's warmer than I expect it to be and I have let them run around in furry Crocs all day. Otherwise, there is no reason why socks need to disappear from our lives.
Seriously. I demand an answer.
Before kids, sure, a sock would go rampant here or there. But now that I have kids, it is a miracle if I can find a matching pair of socks. Honestly, in the morning as I root through the basket of unmatched socks, you'll hear me cry out, "Yes!" if I can find a match or a pair that closely resemble a match. It's a momentous occasion.
Did you really just ask me why I don't match the socks after I do the laundry? If I must explain...first of all, there is a-stinkin'-lot of laundry to be done in our house! Clothes end up in four places after they have been worn: 1. the hamper in our room, 2. the hamper in the kids' room, 3. the floor in the laundry room, 4. anywhere in the house that said clothes are taken off. AND, guess what? Kids love to take off their socks. It's like a game. They grab the toe and tug and tug and then woop the sock flies in the air. And when socks go flying in the air there is no controlling them. They just go. When it's time for me to do laundry, I gather clothes from everywhere and it gets mixed up and most of the time a sock doesn't get laundered with it's pair. Which means they don't get folded together. Which means they don't get matched. Which means they go into the sock basket. Which means every morning I am digging around searching for non-existent matching socks. Fun, I tell you, fun!
If you don't believe me, I have proof.
Anyone out there have a good system for sock management? Hit me!
By the way, I owe my inspiration for this post to all the renegade socks of the world and to Beep and Bah by James Burks. It is a must-read for anyone has felt like socks have gotten the best of them.