Socks - I hate them. Hubby cleared the floor his side of the bed and must have found about 15 of them. There's always an odd number as well. Then after this weekend, all the socks seem to have got into the washing machine at once. This morning, I must have put out 50 socks on the dryer. no wonder, last week I had to go out and buy more.
The next bit of fun and games is trying to match all the varying shades of grey, green and blue socks into pairs. I wish the boys still liked patterned pairs - at least it made the matching easier!!!
Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh