|Sock basket… AFTER I’d matched socks….. OYE!|
I started out this week with a mission to get our house a little bit back in order. (by back, I mean probably about 4-5 years ago?)
My problem is, I’ll get it clean… and then life happens and two days later, it’s right back where we started and then I get depressed about it, drink Dr Pepper, and it just gets even worse.
Repeat this cycle 10,000 times over the last few years.
So on Monday, I started tackling my house, yes, to get it clean, but also on a mission to “fix” some of our habits that are broken.
I’ve rearranged closets, making spots for things. I’ve added/switched hooks. I’ve enjoyed my new washer/dryer immensely by cleaning all bedding—I won’t embarrass myself in mentioning just how long it has been since they’ve been cleaned.
And then, I came to this evil monster who invaded my house upon my marriage to my husband. It always resided in our house as I grew up, but I was determined to keep it from my new home once I was married.
Alas, it attacked and won.
Yes. The evil sock basket.
I really do hate the thing. With an extreme passion.
And lately, it’s just getting worse. We have 6 kids, various feet sizes, plus my hubby and I. And lately, instead of even worrying about going through the painstaking process of pairing them, I just chuck them ALL in there as I come across them while folding clothes.
Kids are left to find their own matches.
Usually they go to school with two different socks on. Hey, that’s cool now or something, right!?!?
But to make matters worse, Annabelle has recently found the sock basket. Not to find her own socks, mind you. That would be too amazing.
No, she likes to sit and ride and play with the basket.
With NO socks in it. Thus the reason I’ve walked into my bedroom numerous times over the last two weeks, only to find an untold number of socks littered all over my floor…. many times amongst dirty ones that were thrown there.
So, I went on a mission this week to find the solution. Good ol’ google and I had a grand time of it.
Some suggestions were laughable—like safety pin pairs together before going in the wash. (an actually pretty common suggestion, which was surprising to me.) If you know my family, you would know how incredibly funny this idea is. And seriously… I have FOUR KIDS. Handling dirty socks to match them and putting pins in them, then having to unpin them later… that is some poked toes waiting to happen right there.And they really just wouldn’t do it more than once or twice.
Another suggestion made me almost drop to the floor in hysterical laughter.
“Create a small basket for mismatched socks….”
Oh yeah. INVITE the evil into your house, why don’t ya!
Another tip I’ve tried before is buying socks that look the same. But then I can’t find the same ones when those wear out and get lost…. and you still have to spend the time matching them all…. and my girls think that is very boring, too:-)
The idea is to give each kiddo/family member a laundry bag. Take off your nasty socks… insert into bag. Collect bags once per week… wash…. redistribute bags…. let them pair their own socks.
I don’t have a verdict on how it has worked yet, since we’re just now implementing. We also let them decorate their own bag (I did Annabelle’s) and they LOVED that.
But I’ll let you know how it goes.
Meanwhile, if anyone else has suggestions on how to stop the MADDNESS— or maybe a anti-sock-basket-spray or something??? I’m all ears!
Discussion: What clever solutions have you found in your house for common household problems? I’m all ears and searching for good ones! (most interested in ones that SAVE time and doesn’t add more to my to-do list, lol!)