Big black socks. Little pastel socks. Long soccer socks. Short white socks. Fuzzy Christmas socks.
Allllllll in a huge mishmosh on the floor of my laundry room.
First job- gather them from the mountains of clothes on them and around them and put them in a laundry bag.
Next job- wash the socks and dry them.
Worst job- take them out of the dryer and match them.
Add in a curious new puppy whose favorite thing is SOCKS and biting socks and grabbing socks and you see I have a problem here.
I've tried to get help for the sock issue but no one in my house is especially willing to match socks for me.
My OLW this year is SOLUTIONS and so I decided to find one. If each child had a hamper in his/her room, then the socks would be in natural places. My socks would be in the upstairs hamper, my husband's in the downstairs hamper and the kids in their rooms. When it's laundry time, I can put the socks in a bag right from the hamper and everyone's socks will be sorted before they are washed and dried.
Part of the horror of the socks is that they are all mixed up. If they were separated, it would make the job so much easier, I predict.
I ordered the hampers and I'll let you know.
Kathleen Neagle Sokolowski