Monday, October 21, 2013

Sock Drawer Suffers Thinning


No one had said anything, but it was clear that the ranks were thinning in the Land of Sock Drawer.  Fewer and fewer socks were returning.  Tragedy was floating heavily in the linted air.

After the Strangers finally had been removed, all the residents congregated around the Sage Surgery Sock with the Chevron footing.  Their wailing was heard all the way to the Underwear World.

What?  What have we done to anger the Hand of God?  Why would wrath womp our world with withering whirling washing?  Tell us, Oh Great Sock!
The Sage Surgical Sock spoke. Argyle wool blend, stood tall and imperiously as a wool sock can stand.  Do not weep!  We must stay matched and strong.  Answers will come soon. 

Somehow that did not reassure the weeping mob.  But answers did arrive and boy-howdy-did-they-arrive.

The drawer was opened and a mass flooded the drawer.  It was nothing like the Flood of ’97 when the Drawer was mixed up with bras and undies.

The shivering arrivals were surrounded by their loved ones.  Finally they were able to tell of their mysterious disappearance.
We were trapped, trapped! I tell you.  One moment we were happily enjoying Laundry Land in the new Mesh and Zippered Sock Protector.  AND thenoh and thenwe found ourselves buried in the new Mesh and Zippered Sock Protector, in a basket Then other cloth items were layered over us, cutting out all light.  Forgotten.  We were forgotten!!


That was all any of the Sock Drawer could take.  Their tale would be sorted out eventually.


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This photo below made me laugh, so I put it here.  It bears no relationship to any Sock Drawer, living or dead.

What do you think?

25 comments:

  1. Oh, Socks, being a woman of a certain age, I feel pain. To be grouped together, invisible and forgotten, is not pleasant.

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    1. It is worse than being in a packed elevator and stuck between floors!

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  2. Oh the trauma. Let us hope nothing like this happens again to bring such pain to the sock drawer.

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    1. Agreed. Too much trauma can change everything.

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  3. Poor sock drawer, being shoved in a scary bag. lol at the cat to

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    1. ...and then buried beneath towels and such! The cat looks quite content.

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  4. You mean it's not the socks that are truly to blame!?? hehehe I have a basket with mismatched socks in it. I keep waiting for the others to come home but they never do.

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  5. Unbeknownst to you, the kitty in the sock drawer is a clone of my wool sock drawer. If it's open even a crack Toby fishes out one or more socks and proudly marches them to his secret place. Socks can be unavailable at any time.
    Good the hand of God got low on socks and went looking.

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    1. Toby has a secret agenda?
      God always watched out for His children, even socks.

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  6. I love the return to the sock drawer LOL. Also love the kitty pic, you can't go wrong adding a kitty to a post. :)

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    1. Isn't it so very typical of a cat to find the best place to curl up?

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    1. Sock Drawer Sagas are fun places to visit.

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  8. Sadly the kitty pix is true of many a sock drawer. And underwear too. And warm woollies of every description.

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    1. I am hearing that more and more. My son's cat preferred my nice couch blankets. And towels.

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  9. I think somewhere in the world there is an island of lost socks and ink pens :)

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    1. Now THAT would be a great plot post to develop: socks, dried out ink pens, cell phones, remotes, reading glasses...Someone (like one of y'all) should think about that!

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  10. Haha, "Their tale would be sorted out eventually." Great note to end on. Clever piece.

    Shannon at The Warrior Muse

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    1. Thanks for appreciating my odd humor.

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  11. The socks were forgotten?? Oh no! How could you! Those poor little socks...are you related to my two youngest kids? They have single socks all over the place.

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    1. My husband is pretty good at those lost socks. He pulled out a bundle of dark socks last night. He came up with three pair!!

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  12. I hope this sordid tale gets "sorted out" soon! I also put my most cherished socks in a mesh bag, but they still can spin out of control. Looking forward to the next episode of this sensational sock opera!

    Julie

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  13. I'm so glad I found a Sock Drawer story, they are my favorites and very inspiring. I like Nat above too and hope he will stay safe and not become bacon.

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Go ahead...it won' t hurt...I'd love to hear what you think!