The Sock Mystery:
I finally did a load of laundry today. We gave up on having a dryer and bought a rack to air dry the clothes. I have no idea what to do when we need to wash sheets because our sheets are much to large to hang on the rack and hanging things on a line outside is... chancy.
Anyway, when I folded the dry laundry, I found 12 socks and only 3 matching pairs... Either my husband has been wearing mismatching socks or there are six lonely socklings balled up in a corner somewhere. Ross is incredibly tidy about putting all his dirty clothes in the laundry basket. All his clothes, except his socks, that is. His socks end up in balls in the most random places- I have found smelly sock balls in the hall, on his desk chair, by the couch, in his shoes, and on top of the stack of clean towels.
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