The Dryer Saga

I have a sign with clothes pins on it, hanging on the wall over my dryer. The sign reads, “Looking for a Sole Mate,” which I think is an adorable sign and place to hang errant socks that either the washing machine or dryer consume the mates to. Well tonight we found a glove and before I could add it to the “soles” hanging there, the other was found. Life makes sense once again.

Well, not really.

It is Summer, after all, 100-degree, grass and garden dying, HOT weather. So, it begs the question, “how and why would a pair of knit gloves find their way into my laundry?”

This bears reflection, perhaps not down in my “sole”, but reflection nonetheless.