Warm & Fuzzy

Three weeks ago while I was folding up clean laundry I discovered that one of my green fuzzy socks was missing.  I’m pretty thorough about shaking out clothing to make sure socks are hiding but even after checking the usual suspects, I didn’t find it.  The remaining green sock went to live in the “single sock box”; it was the only inhabitant. 

On Saturday as I was getting ready for the day, I noticed the poor lonely green sock – usually if I don’t find a sock within three weeks, I never do and I was lamenting the loss the green sock.  I love all my various fuzzy socks.

Five minutes later, as I pulled clean sheets out of the closet, the errant green sock cascaded out of the fitted sheet.  I hadn’t found it because I cycle through my flannel sheets and had not pulled this set out since the sock had gone missing.  As I was happily re-joining the fuzzy pair I pondered the coincidence that I hadn’t thought about the missing sock for three weeks until just a few minutes before it returned to me.  Part of brain says “coincidence”.  Another part of my insists (fairly adamantly) that it has to be some weird confluence of the universe.  I can’t imagine why the universe would care about my socks.

How long do you keep a solo item that is missing its mate?  Where do you keep them? 

29 thoughts on “Warm & Fuzzy”

  1. Your “single sock box” goes several steps beyond where I live. My socks, sometimes paired, but often not, are in one drawer. If something doesn’t match, it goes in there anyway, and wits in the tangle until I eventually sort out the mess, once or twice annually. If, upon that sort, there’s a pair, good for me. If not, everything goes into the rag-bag. I cannot say that a similar system works for my spouse’s earrings, but I don’t ask her about those.

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  2. The only way I lose socks is if the dog steals and chews one. It is also my understanding that all lost socks return as Tupperware lids that have no container.

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    1. I’ve never been able to figure out what happens with the tupperware lids. Every couple of years I drag out all the various containers and all the lids and match them up. There are ALWAYS a couple of orphans. Where do their mates go?

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        1. OMG. Socks as the larval form of wire hangers. Two things… you can find anything on the internet… and I may not be able to sleep tonight unless I’m sure the closet door is shut.

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  3. I keep the singles in the back of the sock drawer, and sometimes will end up with a couple of singles enough alike to become a new pair – Oh happy day! This is also true for earrings – I kind of like wearing two that are at least the same size, and see if anyone notices. : )

    Here’s a “woo-woo” theory I sort of consider: It’s not that the universe cares about these things, but everything has an energy. Your sox have a lot of energy for you, so you were somehow “tuned in” when you got close?

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  4. Kyrill follows us closely in the morning, especially as we choose our clothing for the day, eyeing where we put our socks as we get dressed, jumping on the bed if he knows we laid the socks there.

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  5. I was lucky that neither of my dogs had sock fetishes.

    I usually put the unmatched sock back in the drawer and eventually the mate will turn up. I know it didn’t go anywhere so I just wait for the missing sock to show up. I do have certain pairs of socks that I like more than others, but it hasn’t been much of a problem. (Now that I said that, the universe will hide one of my socks on me – I just know it!)

    One of the reasons I like living alone is that when I put something away, it tends to stay where I put it until I look for it and pull it out again. So this morning I was filling out my online electronic check-in for my upcoming wellness exam. They wanted me to scan in my insurance cards. I suddenly realized I didn’t know where my Medicare card was! Now that is something I will turn the house upside down for since I don’t want to have to go through hell to get a replacement card. I looked in the places I thought I might store it for safety. Nope. So finally I went through the stash of credit card holders I have, and found it in one of those. Whew!

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  6. All my socks are black. I don’t know if I have an even number or odd number until it reaches the point I need to do laundry. And then I keep spares in another drawer. (it’s a previous brand).
    Wearing mis-matched socks is a thing nowdays. Just ask our daughter.
    She knows everything.

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    1. I’m with Amelia, color coordinated matching socks are overrated. As long as the socks are reasonably similar in weight/thickness, they are likely to be paired on my feet.

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  7. I have a pillowcase hanging on one of those hingeclip skirt hangers. I toss in the unmatched socks, at least temporarily. If the match doesn’t turn up right away, I dn’t throw it away, but just pair it up with something else. Socks don’t necessarily have to match if you’re just hanging around the house. And if it’s winter and you’re wearing boots, who’s to know?

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