I think someone is stealing my socks.
Theft. That's the only explanation I can come up with because I have every stitch of white laundry washed, dried, and put away. And yet, here they are....
How does this happen? If I traveled back and forth to a laundromat, I could see a few socks going MIA in the process. But I have a washer and dryer in my home. So the socks literally go from my feet into the hamper, then eventually into the washer, then into the dryer, and then dumped right here on my bed for roll call. So that theory goes right out the window.
Do they burn up in the dryer? I haven't noticed anything else mysteriously disappearing. Even the stuff that should probably be discarded (like those holey sweatpants that I've had since high school but still continue to wear) still make it through the wash and dry cycles, time and time again.
I've never had a roommate. So it's not like someone else is coming up one sock short and borrowing one of mine. I just don't understand.
So here I am. With a pile of single socks. Many of them are really brightly colored so you would think they would be hard to misplace. It's to the point that I've really thought about posting a singles ad for them:
Lonely Socks Looking For 'Sole' Mate
But in the meantime, my cat seems to enjoy their lack of partnership. She's nested herself right down on top of them for the night. So when she's done, I'll do what I normally do and throw all these misfits in a pile next to my dresser hoping that maybe, just maybe, my other orphan socks can find their way home.
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