Saturday, March 27, 2010

The Singles Club. For Socks.

So laundry is one of my least favorite tasks. To keep myself from crying with boredom, I make up stories in my head. It's like when I exercise I do math - I can't help being weird, I just go with it.

Anyhow. We have a basket that lives in the laundry room. The children named it the singles club for socks.

We added new members today, and we made a few happy matches. It was a good day for the singles club. For socks.

1 comment:

CA Sister said...

Ours is called "The Lonely Socks Club." Sometimes they find someone to go home with. Some just have to embrace their "bachelorhood."