I know where all the missings socks in the world go

[selenay]

I think that I have a sock problem.

Yesterday I finally went through my clothes to get rid of all the things that are older than Noah, don't fit or I just seriously do not like. Fifteen pairs of socks went away.

If I include the hand-knits, walking socks and thermals, thirty pairs of socks went back into the drawer. How do I end up with so many socks?

Particularly as I threw away around thirty pairs before I moved three years ago. Eeep!!

In total, two and a half large bin sacks were filled with stuff. It's insane. There were t-shirts in there that I haven't worn in years, moved from England with me and forgot that I even owned. It seems that when something wears out or stops being something that I like wearing (usually because it makes me look fat or deformed), I buy something new and never, ever throw away the old stuff.

I took photos of the mound of stuff to remind myself the next time I hang onto something beyond the sensible point.

In other news, wow am I ever tired. Only two more days until systest on Phase I of Project Doom. I can do this.

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[fyrdrakken]

I have a similar issue -- I don't throw clothing away unless it's absolutely ruined, but I also never get around to at least culling the items that are still good but that I don't reasonably expect to ever wear again when we get a charitable organization going around looking for clothing donations. Some years ago I went through my closet, pulled out a bunch of stuff that I couldn't bring myself to be rid of entirely but didn't think I'd want to wear again in the foreseeable future, and put it (neatly stacked in large garbage bags and laid into a big box) out into the storage shed. Mom found out about this, went and had a good rummage through my castoffs, and now she wears a bunch of my souvenir T-shirts all the time.

I really have got to at least cull through my dresser drawers to make room. And my handknitted socks don't fit into their storage bin, either -- I should go through them and pull out some more pairs to give away to Mom, to make room. (Or get a separate storage container for my winter-weight kneesocks, which I have to keep making because they keep wearing out.) I should go through my closet again at some point, too, but between the stuff in front of the door making it hard to open and the way the T-shirts I'm likely to wear are all hanging from a particular shelf anyway, there hasn't been much need.

[selenay]

I keep looking at my drawers and they're so empty! It's both terrifying and lovely. At least now I have room for things if I need something, although I may need to find a new storage solution for the handknit socks. They're overflowing and I can't bear to get rid of them even after they're too worn or felted to be wearable.

[fyrdrakken]

Our office keeps receiving at Xmas time one of those big metal canisters that hold three flavors of popcorn, and after the holiday (or about the point the popcorn is largely eaten and going stale) there'll be a sign placed on it saying whomever cares to claim it may take it home. I got those a couple of years -- one holds my Cascade 220 stash and the other holds my handknit socks. If I got a third I could separate my socks into the winter heavyweight and the fingering weight regular socks. (Or if I got around to get another few bins for the non-sockyarn and non-laceweight yarns in my stash, I could move the Cascade 220 stash and use that canister for socks.)