My enquiring mind wants to know!
It always amazes me how many times I have spent looking for a matching sock to complete a pair, for my kids, my husband, or myself. Whenever my husband does the laundry, he folds in his own fashion (read manly fold – not neat, haphazardly) (but I’m glad he folds when he does!) so I accept it until I redo them and put the clothes away (he doesn’t – or at least I won’t let him because he never puts the right clothing with the right person, LOL!). But when it comes to socks he doesn’t match them up and fold them together. Most times it’s because there’s always a foot missing!
So when someone is ready to wear their socks I’m always being asked “Mom have you seen my socks?” My response is always “Did you look for it?” The response is always “Yes, but I only found one foot of the pair I want to wear!” My response is always, “Find another pair and I’ll look for that one later.”
That means I’m always stuck with “finding the missing sock” duty. So when I have time, there I would be, hunting around the house looking for the errant foot of sock. Sometimes I’m looking for several socks at one time! So there I would be, looking behind the washer and the dryer; behind the clothes hamper or baskets; up on top of the shelf; in bedrooms, under beds; even in the garbage – LOL! Yes, even the garbage could be culprit of the missing sock!
When I put away clothing somehow I always end up with several one leg of socks. I always wonder where in God’s name do socks go? If you put several pairs in the washer and dryer, why don’t they all come back? Is there a sock monster in the machines waiting for you to load up and when it sees the socks, and is happy with glee for yet another sock treat? I dunno! But I would love an answer because my enquiring mind wants to know!
Sometimes due to missing socks, I usually end up with six different feet of socks for one of us. When I get tired of looking I would ask the kids to remind me the next time we go shopping to buy socks.
I used to be a collector of socks for myself before I had kids. I collected socks with different designs, shapes and colors and I used to wear them too. I loved the dressed ones with the different designs that would go so well with my outfits. Alas I don’t have them anymore. Once my oldest girl came of age and could wear my socks, they disappeared! So partly because of her and partly because of trips to the Laundromat (when I lived in NY) I don’t have the collection anymore! Now a days, I’m not too keen on wearing socks as much as when I was younger, but I do have a few pairs; alas I’m missing a foot here or there too!
This is one thing I’ve always heard moms complain about though, even my own mom used to complain about missing socks. Who knows, maybe it’s an epidemic. Maybe the missing socks are being hoarded by the sock monster to be used for ransom? Or how about for fuel supply? Or for storage as extra food incase of famine so that it may feed all the other sock monsters in Missingsockdom?! Hmmmm, the possibilities are endless.
Perhaps one day it will become a national concern and will be the topic of discussion in all news medium! The headlines could read like this, “Missing socks, where are they? Enquiring minds wants to know!”