So you see, I manage my socks this way; 6 pair – 3 black, 3 gray. This is usually plenty to get me from one day off for laundry to the next. Then again, on a given day I find at the end of the day that I now have 5 and a half pair, usually the stray is a gray – can’t say why. More disconcerting is it’s unceremonious return, I would sometimes almost rather it didn’t, but, on the third day it rises from wherever and I am back to six – six pair that is.
Then comes laundry day and the folding (or bundling, or wrapping, not sure what to call it) of the six, or sometimes 5 and half, but never 6 and a half or seven; that would go against the laws of physics, of course, as does 5 pairs of matched colors, or lack thereof, as it were, and 1 pair with a shade of each. So… sometimes I feel I like the Sock Monster, sometimes I don’t!