I don't lose socks. My dryer doesn't eat them. I always get the same number of socks out of the dryer that I put in. (Which I suppose is more of a challenge since I always wear this type of sock.)
So, I was a little disturbed to find a lone sock in my dryer the other day.
I had just finished washing a load, and I was about to put it in the dryer. The last time I had done laundry was about a week previous. So, the sock had been sitting in the dryer since then. But I hadn't noticed a missing sock.
I had an even number of socks. Now I had an odd number.
There was nothing left to do. I had lost a sock somewhere. I moved on.
It was about two days later when I went to get something from my underwear drawer when a sock fell out. Ah, so that's where it went. And my perfect record stands.
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Monday, June 14, 2010
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You must have magical powers. I have a bag of single socks. Once in a while I'm lucky, and one falls out of a fitted sheet.
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