I was going a bit of laundry today, just a load of darks and a load of lights. Nothing major.
While folding these loads I kept pulling out socks. I just throw all the socks in a pile then match them when I finish folding everything else. This is the pile of socks I ended with.
You will notice none of these socks belong to me or my young children. Yes, that means they are Andy's. It is a bit difficult to tell how many socks are there, so I matched each pair for you and counted.
That is the official pair count.
Then I found myself wondering, does Andy have any clean socks left? Was I a bad wife who had neglected to take care of her husband? I went to Andy's sock drawer and found this.
A still very full drawer. Apparently I only need to wash Andy's socks once a month. :)