It is time to come clean about some news I had. It puts on a new spin on things. I am not the only one whose socks have mysteriously disappeared. My neighbors and I aired our dirty laundry and discovered we had similar experiences with the washer/dryer sock gobbler.
The revelation cheers me. Not only do I have camaraderie in the Dept. of Missing Socks, my missing socks may find solace with other mismatched socks. Plus, my neighbors have lost many more socks after a shorter time here than I who have resided here a longer time. I feel quite fortunate as this is no small feat.
Notes from the cupcake rescue league 
You can start a neighborly Sockless Solos Meet-Up. Maybe one sole mate will find some other even if they’re not compatible in size and color, or sing the aria “Oh Solo Mio.”Soon it will be time for sockless sandals.
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Lily, how funny!
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There’s no way to prove it, but I suspect our washers and dryers contain portals to other dimensions. Either that, or they just like to mess with us! Sneaky machines!
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Very sneaky and wow–other dimensions?! Amazing!
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It’s wonderful that the Association of Single Sock (ASS) have gotten their spin together and are hoping to find their Sole-Mates. Perhaps ASS can post a sign at their Sole-Mate Sock Hop to see if any Bobble-Headed Pens can rock-and-roll back to their owner. . . .
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Association of Single Sock is well-needed and I do hope Bobble-Headed Pens and my favorite purple hat will dance their way back to us.
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I have just learned to mix and match. If my socks match, great; if they don’t, it was intentional. You know, socks have a wandering sole. They love to travel. Barbara is right…they escape through portals to any where. ~nan
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Mix and match sounds great. I do that too, but when I have socks that are match match, then I want to make sure they are together. I guess I must accept that if they wish to wander, they will.
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