I think the laundry must have a mind of its own. How else does one explain the disappearing socks? I wish the rest of the dirty clothes would follow the socks. Instead of coming up missing, they multiply. I kid you not. The longer clothes remains in the hamper, the fuller it beomes. You throw a load in to wash, but the pile never gets smaller. Well, except for those socks. What's with the socks anyway? If this keeps up, I'm going along with the socks to sock heaven. (If I could just figure out where that is.)
Hey Heth, From Under The Laundry Pile, if you ever crawl out and find sock heaven-let me know!
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We currently have massive amounts of socks that are MIA. I have no idea where they went. My idea of heaven would be a climate where we can just wear flip flops all the time and socks can disappear all together. Great idea huh?!
Once I read a hilarious piece--maybe it was by the late great Erma Bombeck--about why it is that socks commit suicide but wire hangers reproduce when left in a closet. Your post made me laugh, remembering. :-)
Actually I think the socks get lost behind the dryer. When I hang them out on the line, they get hung up in pairs but when they go into the dryer, they disappear into lint or maybe they metamorphosis (however that's spelt) into a sleeve perhaps, or something else?
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