Sock Update

Last week, there was about an hour time slot when every stitch of clothing in the house was clean and I knew where ALL the socks were.  Well, I thought I did.  So, I tried to mate up the dreaded sock sack.

I started by counting the "unmatched" mountain of little feet warmers. I quit at 75.  I mated and mated and mated and when I finished I threw away 37 lonely, still-unmatched sockies.

Now the sock sack is empty and we start all over again.  Suppose I'll ever find the other 37?