I’m pretty sure I win the award for most unmatched socks in one house.
Think you can beat me? Prove it!
Fess-Up Friday: Stray Sock Edition
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You MAY win the award for the most unmatched BODIES in one house! That was a laugh-out-loud picture!
(I suppose sox-lox are out of the question? You can’t even get the kids to take off their socks in the mud room.)
I think that aqua-blue bedsock on the far right is mine.
Impressive! You win!
No way! You win.
You’re telling me none of those match? It’s ok. I’m wearing mis-matched socks today. A sock is a sock, and when you’ve got shoes on, who cares?
I might be able to one-up you, but I’ve just stopped trying to match them… if they don’t come out of the dryer attached, they go in the sock basket. And in our house, mismatched socks are FASHIONABLE. It’s a win-win.
I have often said the difference between a small family and a large one is the size of your mismatched sock basket. We progressed from a pile, thru a cute basket to a large laundry basket to a rubbermaid tub!
I’m with Jenny- If matching socks are a priority to you, WRONG FAMILY.
One of the greatest things I ever did for myself was to put all my mismatched socks in TWO huge garbage bags and throw them away. I then went to Wal-Mart and bought all new. Never again will be sock pile look like that…Oh, who am I kidding? It probably will.
Liked your comment on Rage Against the Minivan and completely agree. Women over think what they want their ‘birth experience’ to be like and then get so depressed if it’s not like that.
Are they really all unmatched or have you just not gone through to match them up yet? One of my absolute favorite household tasks is getting out the unmatched sock pile every so often and finding tons of matches in there! It is so cathartic.
I went four months without folding, but gave in last week. Too bad, I could have given you a run for your money. Especially since my husband bought some more pairs because he was tired of sorting through the pile.