Socks

I  know there are a few ways to fold socks, but I fold them one of two ways and it depends on the sock.  Short ankle socks get put inside of each other and longer socks get folded in half and the tube gets flipped and folded around the rest of the sock leaving you with a sock snowball.

The hubster has been super helpful this week finishing off some errands and house work in preparation for our trip to PA.  I had asked him to fold some a load of laundry from the other day which he obliged (except he told me he wouldn't fold two of my shirts - these were regular shirts so I'm not sure why they got left out).  Anyway, this morning as I dressed for work, I went to grab a pair of socks from my sock drawer, and lo and behold, my short socks were folded like long socks.

I then proceeded to wake the hubster up (he had just gotten into bed) and tell him he folded my socks wrong.   Any other normal and sane person would just put the damn socks on and get on with their life.  Not me.  And the fact that I'm still thinking about those damn socks makes me even crazier.  There were two sets of offending socks.  Poor hubster, the things he puts up with.