My Dirty Little Secret

I do 2 loads of laundry a day. I am usually pretty good at keeping up with it. I have finally, after 16 years developed a system that works great for me. The only problem I have is socks. They seem to multiply like rabbits around here. I don't fold socks. They get thrown into a basket, that gets hauled around from room to room. When somebody needs a pair, they go to the basket, fling socks around and try to find a match. Right now it is sitting in my room next to the door. Occasionally we will have a "sock folding party". I will buy a big bag of M&M's or skittles and however many pairs of socks a person folds, that is how many pieces of candy they will get. I am embarrassed to say that everybody usually ends up with about 75-100. How can one family own that many socks?! Today as I was getting ready in the bathroom, I heard Matthew coming. I figured it would be any minute and I would have to run him out of the bathroom. A few minutes later I realized he had gotten preoccupied with something and I poked my head around the corner to see what it was. He was happily flinging socks onto the floor, rooting around in there for some treasure. He thought it was so funny.

Mount Sockmore.