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- Nervus Rex
- Canada
- Mother of 4 (6-12yo), "Probable MS". 37yo, single but attached to my Sweetheart "Hugo". RN- Palliative, Foot Care, and Stroke. We are kept by a bichon/shih-tzu, a black cat, 2 bearded dragons, and a lop-eared bunny.
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7 comments:
So THAT is where my socks go!
I'm working on an invention for disposable clothing...I loathe doing laundry that much!
Linda D. in Seattle
Laundry is the Bane of my Existence!!!!
I find that I seem to do twice as much laundry in the summertime.
I guess it's because we tend to wear light colour clothing (or are both slobs.)
Where do all the socks go? To the "Hose Zone".
S.
lol too funny...i hear many socks can be found in the folds of fitted sheets. or maybe some go off to join the ranks of sock puppets.
LOL. Friday is laundry day for me. I'll think of this post every Friday now.
There's a literary character I love named Jack Reacher (by author Lee Child). He's a wanderer who travels with no possessions. When his clothes get dirty, he buys new ones and throws the old ones out. Love it. No laundry.
And about the missing socks. I recently found a sock belonging to Csilla that was wrapped up in the cuff of a sweatshirt I hadn't worn for a few months. When I pulled out the sweatshirt, there was the missing sock! It's the first time in my life I've ever found a missing sock. It was monumentally exciting. I finally have relief knowing that socks really do go somewhere and don't just disappear into the twilight zone. Yippee!!
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