If you find that sock, look around for my little yellow handled pocket knife that recently disappeared under mysterious circumstances. It did that once before and reappeared in one of my wife's gym shoes. For all I know, my little pocket knife may have decided to join your sock.Good answers, all (of course, none of them brought my sock back, but they were interesting to read). I was particularly interested in Ruth n Jersey's suggestion that if I throw the other sock out, it will turn up. So, how about if I go through a fake "throwing out" ritual, dramatically throwing the other sock into the trash (maybe a clean wastebasket?) and then quietly sneaking it back out? Do you think that might work?
I also liked CinnamonSugar's cartoon about the parallel universe. I swear, that must be what happened.
My washer is a top-loader, with no raised agitator. I did look in the corners of sheets, though I did give away one older sheet set, so I suppose that's one theory of what happened to it. I don't remember any more whether I examined the corners of that one.
Well, who knows? Maybe it will turn up some day, in the one place I didn't think of looking. But dammit, with all the horrible old socks I would be delighted to get rid of, why did it have to be that one?
That's the solution. I do too.It wouldn't be so bad if we lost a whole pair. Losing one sock drives me crazy.
When I used to throw everything in the washer, I've found socks in pant legs.
I've been washing socks separately & haven't lost one yet.
It was Bella! Bad Bella Bad.So, the disappearing sock problem continues. This time, it is one of my favorite pair. They fit perfectly, had a nice pastel pattern, I had bought them in Talbot's, one of my favorite stores, and one of them is nowhere to be found.
So far, I've looked in the washing machine and dryer, behind and next to both, every drawer in my bedroom, under the bed, under the mattress, behind every piece of furniture I can think of, inside other garments, thinking maybe it got stuck inside something else, in the trash cans, in the large sack where I keep rags, even in my jewelry box, inside every pillow case, and I unfolded all the blankets, sheets, towels, etc. It is just plain gone! How can a sock just disappear like that?
Any ideas?
Anybody remember those wooden, sock darning ball/eggs? My grandmother used to fix the holes in my socks using one of those.Socks not only disappear, but are programmed to develop holes in the toe and heel while the rest of the sock fabric is perfectly fine. Socks are evil; they mock us! Sometimes they decide to lose their elastic so they’ll fall down and lie in a lump at your ankle. They are the ultimate stealth agents designed to drive us slowly mad. This is why Einstein never wore socks...
I sure do!Anybody remember those wooden, sock darning ball/eggs? My grandmother used to fix the holes in my socks using one of those.
No, it happens to lots of us. The socks sound lovely. When it turns up wash it in a protective bag or hand wash. It's worth it not to lose a favorite article of clothing.Chic, I did go to the Talbot's web site to see if I could buy another pair of those same socks, but they weren't there. I did buy those socks a couple of years ago, so no big surprise. The static cling theory is probably the correct one, but I can't think of anything else to look at to see if it's still clinging.
In the winter, I sometimes have the same problem with gloves. Maybe it's just something about me.
had to call repairman when washer would fill, agitate, drain but no spin?? repair man couldn't really explain how it happens but on rare, RARE occasions with a really full load, something small (sock, underpants) can get splashed up over top edge of the drum and get wedged. he would barely recognizable underpants all wadded/rolled up that had kept the tub from moving. he said he sometimes gets calls about a smelly washer?? those same sock or underpants that never dry out while trapped outside tub... and get all mildewy and STINKY!I've heard stories where smaller things like socks can get lodged under the agitator and work themselves into the mechanics of the washing machine.
So, the disappearing sock problem continues. This time, it is one of my favorite pair. They fit perfectly, had a nice pastel pattern, I had bought them in Talbot's, one of my favorite stores, and one of them is nowhere to be found.
So far, I've looked in the washing machine and dryer, behind and next to both, every drawer in my bedroom, under the bed, under the mattress, behind every piece of furniture I can think of, inside other garments, thinking maybe it got stuck inside something else, in the trash cans, in the large sack where I keep rags, even in my jewelry box, inside every pillow case, and I unfolded all the blankets, sheets, towels, etc. It is just plain gone! How can a sock just disappear like that?
Any ideas?
OMG, I can only imagine the sour smell that would develop in a washing machine as a result of something wet lodged into the mechanics of.had to call repairman when washer would fill, agitate, drain but no spin?? repair man couldn't really explain how it happens but on rare, RARE occasions with a really full load, something small (sock, underpants) can get splashed up over top edge of the drum and get wedged. he would barely recognizable underpants all wadded/rolled up that had kept the tub from moving. he said he sometimes gets calls about a smelly washer?? those same sock or underpants that never dry out while trapped outside tub... and get all mildewy and STINKY!
i have putt on something like sweatpants and out of a leg comes a sock. it was embarrassing (when we wore those knee-hi stockings) when one of those fell out of a sleeve... at school or work.
If your washing machine is a top loader with an agitator, have you tried tucking your fingers under the base of the agitator to feel for anything?So far, no luck. My washing machine and dryer don't have any openings that I cam see where the sock might have gotten lodged.
What's making me crazy about this is that I know the sock is obviously somewhere in my house. I never take my socks off outside, let alone one sock! I'm having nightmarish images of the sock peeking out at me and going, "Nyah, nyah!"