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Doing too much laundry in the heat (36°C in the shade) including running a couple of loads through the dryer before intelligence kicked in might just be my only excuse. I was sick of the pile of dirty things on the floor and the mess of the laundry room. Additionally I needed laundry baskets so I went hunting.

And that must have been when insanity struck. There were a number of partly full baskets stacked around my husband’s side of the closet. Consolidating them was simple. I had started with the thought that I might even put some of it away but the realization hit me with exceeding rapidity. The shirts were crumpled – it was going to be iron or re-wash. Duh – no decision there. The rest could be folded quickly. Almost, but not quite. Socks do not fold quickly.

By the time I had them all gathered up, those sucks socks had multiplied into dozens and dozens of single smug individuals daring me to make a fuss. So back I went to the laundry room to gather up all the orphans and give them a wash in the next load. If I was going to do this – might as well maximize the results and toss the rest.

months and months - or years? of socks

months and months – or years? of socks

 

So I informed the socks who were trying to slither out of sight under the couch or inside pairs of jeans. Match or be discarded, I informed them. They sneered at me in their multi-sized, colored, and shaped glory. Make us!

So I started the division. It became rapidly obvious that there were far fewer of white, or had be born out of the package originally white

in at least three lengths

in at least three lengths

Where as the black/brown/grey/navy crew had proliferated exuberantly and had no interest in being made to function in sedate pairs.

instead holding a football scrum in defiance

instead holding a football scrum in defiance

Even an attempt to line them in orderly ranks dissolved in the face of variety of size, shape and design much less position as displayed. Do you know how many shades of black exist?

If I line them all up, they pitch fits and throw themselves on the floor.

If I line them all up, they pitch fits and throw themselves on the floor.

I won a partial battle

and so declared victory.

and so declared victory.

I am going to do a last sort tomorrow in strong daylight before tossing all the excess in the garbage. Wonder how smug those unrepentant partnerless socks are going to be then …..

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  1. Carmen
    August 2nd, 2013 at 09:38 | #1

    You are having way too much ‘fun’.

  2. Bill R
    August 2nd, 2013 at 09:39 | #2

    No wonder u cruise so much

  3. Holly
    August 2nd, 2013 at 09:41 | #3

    Snort

  4. Chere’
    August 2nd, 2013 at 15:31 | #4

    I beat them into submission by using them for dusting and then tossing them- serves ‘em right for the insubordination!

    Chere’, with a very ornery grin

  5. August 3rd, 2013 at 00:37 | #5

    I have their matches, right over here, in a big black trash bag I really ought to chuck in the trash before my company arrives this evening. Really, what’s stopping me. (The fact that I keep finding pairs again each time I dump the mess out again, that’s what, darnit.)

  6. Cat
    August 3rd, 2013 at 09:40 | #6

    Some of those socks may have landed here. Mind you, I dealt with them severely. I told them “air conditioning” in the toes and heels was unacceptable.

  7. Holly
    August 3rd, 2013 at 09:45 | #7

    Trust me, if I thought it would work, sending you my orphans like so much unwanted baggage I do would do it in a heart beat. But we both know the minute that happens the mates are going to crawl wailing out from where ever they have been “resting.”

  8. Helen
    August 3rd, 2013 at 10:05 | #8

    Sock it to ‘em Holly!

    What a supreme effort. I once kept an orphan sock for 3 years and managed to reunite it with it’s ‘mother’ that had been hiding in the corner of a fitted sheet!
    Victory was mine!

  9. Holly
    August 3rd, 2013 at 10:20 | #9

    The problem is these are what is left after all those with excessive ventilation have gone to the loopers pile. This, of course, could explain why I have so many orphans.

  10. Lynne L
    August 3rd, 2013 at 10:21 | #10

    You go girl. Show those socks who’s boss!

  11. S & P
    August 6th, 2013 at 08:12 | #11

    when socks do not mactch,

    1) cut the toes off & use them for rags,

    2) wear them in high fashion, 1 short & one knee height =-O

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