Who doesn’t wonder where the other sock from the pair went when it disappeared from the dryer? Don’t you wonder where they’ve gone? It seems to me that with every load of laundry, a pair of socks goes in, but only one comes out.
Does the dryer eat them?
I have bags of lonely, single socks in the back of my closet, all yearning for the day when their long-lost mates will reappear.
My husband theorizes that missing socks go to a parallel universe in which people find extra socks. Two socks go in to their dryer, but three come out.
I like to think somewhere in that universe live the mates to my lonely socks. Somewhere in the great galaxy, they patiently wait for destiny to reunite them with their mates. It’s kind of romantic. Depending on how you feel about socks.
I asked my husband if this theory also explains the Tupperware problem. I have many orphaned lids with no bottoms that fit. Yet I also have plenty of bottoms for which I can find no matching tops. Is my missing Tupperware in the same parallel universe as the socks?
My husband looked at me as if I were crazy. Impossible, right? Because the dryer is the wormhole to that other universe and I swear I’ve never put my Tupperware in the dryer. But maybe the dishwasher is a secondary wormhole. You can never be sure about wormholes. They can appear anywhere, anytime.
The good news? Wormholes can reverse themselves — at least, according to my husband (but I’m not sure who else). Thus it’s possible one day we will begin to find spare socks in the dryer … and superfluous Tupperware pieces in the cabinets.
I’m going to hang onto my bags and boxes of single socks and mismatched Tupperware. I advise you to do the same. If we run out of space to store all this stuff, we’ll simply have to find a way to move to a parallel universe where there’s more storage space.
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There is an answer for mismatched socks which is to go ahead and wear them anyway, appears that you just need two to make a pair. It is apparent to me though that this does alienate relatives as well as loved ones. I would like to know what happens to the Tupperware tops, I just have this feeling they are holed up somewhere biding their time until I stop looking for them.
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I have gotten to the point where I anthropomorphize the socks and the Tupperware and attribute nefarious schemes to them as well as evil motives. Like you, I think they might be hiding just long enough for us to go crazy or give up, whichever comes first. A few will occasionally turn up to convince us that there is hope they will all return. They are definately messing with our heads.
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Mine only turn up AFTER I finally give up and throw away the one I was saving. Particularly infuriating when it’s that one expensive pair of woolly socks I had to fill up those slightly too loose boots.
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Shifting is a good way to find your missing tupperware. When I shifted I found some stuff that I thought was missing – then once I settled in I promptly lost everything again.
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I never found anywhere near the number of pieces that were missing. I can understand lids slipping under counters and into the garbage, etc., but the bottoms are often quite large. Where could they possibly go where I wouldn’t see a dozen of them?
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You’ve heard of the cookie monster? I always thought there was a sock monster. Now for the Tupperware – there may be a tie in there?
Leslie
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I used to think my dogs ate some of the socks. But one of my dogs actually finds socks under the bed and brings them downstairs to the family room! If she can’t sniff out the missing socks, no one can!
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What a handy dog! Problem solved.
Leslie
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Aaahhh The old disappearing sock trick chief.
I’m convinced that somewhere over the rainbow there’s a special place socks like to go, most times without their partner. Maybe it’s an “every sock for himself” kinda thing? 🙂
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I’m convinced the socks are tracked by micro drones inside the washing machine and/or dryer. The drones fire invisible laser beams at selected socks. The socks are then sucked into the Misty Mid Region to dwell forever with lost tee shirts, gloves and underwear.
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I think that the “Misty Mid Region” may not be all that it’s cracked up to be and, as a result, that lost sock is anxious to return to his otherwise “smelly” former life, albeit as discreetly as possible. The idea is to make it seem like it’s your fault that he disappeared in the first place so that you’re just glad to find him and welcome him back into the fold with a smile. Hiding in another garment works?
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I’ve heard the theory of socks hiding in other garments, but that only happens once in a while in my dryer. My problem with all the theories is the sheer volume of items that disappear. I have bags and bags of single socks and tupperware parts with no mates. It’s a large problem that actually gets very expensive over time.
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I’ve found some hiding behind the cylinder. How they get there, I don’t know but they do slither into some pretty weird places and apparently, the dryer doesn’t mind.
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But how many can be hiding there at one time? I have dozens and dozens of single socks that have never been reunited with their mates.
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If that’s the case then you should have, somewhere, an equally large volume of lost mates. As that population grows it should be harder for them to hide…? 🙂
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You should write a Tolkien like book about the mystical world of lost items!
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I like the idea of “sock divorce”. When two socks don’t love each other any more, one of them disappears to a galaxy far, far away!
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Ok, but how do you explain, to your younguns, what happens when two socks love each other..?
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That is, when your offspring accidentally stumble upon them doing “it”, you know.., whatever “it” is in sock world?
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