I know the question, ‘Where do all the socks go,’ is not exactly new. The general response is that the washing machine eats them! Well, I think the washing machine has become a bit of a scapegoat. I don’t think there is any great mystery to missing socks. I think they are usually in the general location of where my two young kids and hubby leave them! And that can be, just about anywhere! However, it is frustrating, but I am here to help! Here are my top tips of places to look for that elusive missing odd sock:
Where do all the socks go?:
- Under the sofa – especially if you have wooden/laminate flooring. Carpet provides some friction to prevent the mass landslide of items disappearing under the sofa, but wooden flooring just entices socks to slip right under.
- In your hoover – you know when you are hovering around the sofa and you hear that noise, suggesting you’ve just hovered up something more substantial than a lego piece? That could be a sock!
- Behind the cushions or under the seats of the sofa.
- Stuffed down the back of the radiator – seriously, especially if you have young kids, the stuff you can find behind there is unbelievable!
- In the toy box.
- In the car – look right under the seats – actually if you have kids maybe it would be safer not to. Half eaten sandwiches like to grow under there!
- The washing machine – the poor washing machine which usually receives all the blame, is not exactly faultless. Sometimes socks do like to hide in that little rubber seal inside the door. Or, if you have a gap at the back of the machine, they do like to slither down the wall!
- Inside duvet covers or pillow cases – I have found the occasional sock snuggled up in the bottom of the duvet cover when changing the beds. I do not know if it was there before it got washed, or if this is another example which can be blamed on the washing machine, but it is worth checking!
- In other sock drawers – now since I’m the only one around here that does any housework, I’m not sure how my odd socks sometimes end up in my husbands drawer… maybe he steals them? And my two boys – oh my goodness that is actually hard – how am I supposed to know which sock belongs to whom. I am considering starting a system where one boy only wears plain socks, and the other only has stripped!
- On the pavement – miles from your house. You know this one is true because you’ve seen them yourself I bet? A poor abandoned soggy sock just listlessly lying on the pavement. No-one ever goes back for them. No-one ever picks them up and tries to get them home to their ‘sole’ mate. No… pavement socks have definitely had their day of warming feet!
- In your handbag – you know – for the ones that nearly became pavement socks!
- Everywhere else – seriously, at any given time if I walked around the entire house and just picked up the socks that were lying in plain sight, I could probably gather enough material to make a patchwork quilt. They can be on the kitchen table, just randomly strewn on the floor, being chewed by Aaron, my one year old, etc, etc, etc!
I don’t really understand why my family members can’t just keep their socks on their feet. The boys in particular really seem to have some kind of sock aversion. Mr C is the opposite. I reckon he can go through 3 or 4 pairs a day! He is really rather funny my Mr C. He once asked me if I could stop pairing his socks inside out. I informed him that was no problem! All he had to do was put them in the laundry basket (or leave them on the floor) the right way, and that is how they would be returned to the sock drawer. Unsurprisingly, he still receives his socks paired inside out.
I actually think I could write a book about socks, but I will stop now.
How would you answer the question, ‘Where do all the socks go’, or where is the very oddest place you have found one?