Monday, October 11, 2010

Is there any job more boring?

Than folding laundry.  This job has to be tops on my least favorite job list.  (although emptying the dishwasher is a close second!)  Heck, I'll even leave some of the clothes in the dryer to take a ride with the next load just so I don't have to fold them.  But chances are, some of them are mateless socks anyway which just end up in a basket in the laundry room forever until one day in a purging frenzy the whole lot of them just gets tossed in the garbage.  Where do the mates of those socks go anyway?

1 comment:

  1. Sockland.

    I'm not sure how you get there, but I seem to remember a wardrobe and a white witch somehow being involved.