You took on a subject that’s been covered almost as much as “so, what’s the deal with airline food,” and by putting it in the greater context of mysteries mankind has faced through the centuries, had me laughing out loud before you ever got through the preamble. Also like the way you tied it into modern conspiracy theory. This Susan Peterman person has an interesting solution except for those instances where you’re on a plane (airline theme again!) and the person next to you takes off their shoes. Okay, now I’ve creeped myself out. But Happy Birthday!!
you know those woolly mittens that had a string connecting them and the string went through the jackets sleeves on the inside, so you wouldn't lose them. well, i'm thinking something like that, but for socks. hope this helps
Give in to the inevitable. By a dozen pair of new socks. All the same brand, style and color. That way you shouldn't have to deal with problem for months. When it does return, buy more socks!
Ok Will, I don’t know how to explain this but I almost never (permanently) lose a sock. Oh sure sometimes I find one under the bed or under some piece of furniture but *usually* our weekly laundry spits out all the socks.
One little tip: I buy many pairs of the same socks. My son? Six pairs of the orange footies. Six pairs of the black footies. Then if only 11 come out of the dryer, I just place the little orphan on top of the dryer until next time.
I don’t know what the deal is. When my big kids were little, there were a lot more socks to keep track of and I maintained a box of orphans just in case a missing person showed up. Which it did, occasionally, and there was much rejoicing on my part.
Happy birthday, youngster! I am always excited when your dumb brain shows up in my inbox.
My theory is that the socks decompose and that's what you clean out of the lint trap. I can't explain why whole socks spontaneously decompose but there is simply no other explanation for the sheer volume of socks we lose on a weekly basis.
Ah, my young friend, little do you know of the dark forces stirring behind the facade of a peaceful laundry room. Consider the raw materials used to make todays socks: Petrochemicals. Oh sure, there are still some natural materials like cotton and wool, but they are merely collateral damage in the nefarious scheme to extract those chemicals from our foot coverings and sell them back to us in their original liquid form - yes, I'm speaking of reformulated gasoline! So, next time you top off your tank, you may be running on the same fumes that were emitted the last time you ran that half marathon.
You took on a subject that’s been covered almost as much as “so, what’s the deal with airline food,” and by putting it in the greater context of mysteries mankind has faced through the centuries, had me laughing out loud before you ever got through the preamble. Also like the way you tied it into modern conspiracy theory. This Susan Peterman person has an interesting solution except for those instances where you’re on a plane (airline theme again!) and the person next to you takes off their shoes. Okay, now I’ve creeped myself out. But Happy Birthday!!
I don’t know where socks go! BUT..... HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!
I guess the only sensible solution is to stop wearing socks!
Happy Birthday my wonderful son!! 💙💙
Happy birthday, Will! And thank you for the scores of essays that brighten the beginning of my week!
I put my single socks in a baggie on my wardrobe shelf, and once in a while, a long lost match will suddenly show up. Imagine my satisfaction.
you know those woolly mittens that had a string connecting them and the string went through the jackets sleeves on the inside, so you wouldn't lose them. well, i'm thinking something like that, but for socks. hope this helps
Give in to the inevitable. By a dozen pair of new socks. All the same brand, style and color. That way you shouldn't have to deal with problem for months. When it does return, buy more socks!
Ok Will, I don’t know how to explain this but I almost never (permanently) lose a sock. Oh sure sometimes I find one under the bed or under some piece of furniture but *usually* our weekly laundry spits out all the socks.
One little tip: I buy many pairs of the same socks. My son? Six pairs of the orange footies. Six pairs of the black footies. Then if only 11 come out of the dryer, I just place the little orphan on top of the dryer until next time.
I don’t know what the deal is. When my big kids were little, there were a lot more socks to keep track of and I maintained a box of orphans just in case a missing person showed up. Which it did, occasionally, and there was much rejoicing on my part.
Happy birthday, youngster! I am always excited when your dumb brain shows up in my inbox.
My theory is that the socks decompose and that's what you clean out of the lint trap. I can't explain why whole socks spontaneously decompose but there is simply no other explanation for the sheer volume of socks we lose on a weekly basis.
Ah, my young friend, little do you know of the dark forces stirring behind the facade of a peaceful laundry room. Consider the raw materials used to make todays socks: Petrochemicals. Oh sure, there are still some natural materials like cotton and wool, but they are merely collateral damage in the nefarious scheme to extract those chemicals from our foot coverings and sell them back to us in their original liquid form - yes, I'm speaking of reformulated gasoline! So, next time you top off your tank, you may be running on the same fumes that were emitted the last time you ran that half marathon.
Happy Birthday!