Married...with socks.

I felt really smart recently. We all are aware of how the washer OR the dryer eats socks. Jeremie refers to the culprit as a gnome. I think he says this mostly to scare me. He knows how I feel about little people.
ANYways...so I have started to keep ALL the socks with no match in the bottom of the laundry basket. The husband noticed this and said, "Oh wow! Why didn't I think of that? Keeping the socks in the bottom....so that they will eventually be matched?!" Um....yeah. I just came up with that. On my own. Totally.
Honestly: I had kept the socks in a cute basket on top of the dryer...but realized that basket could be used for something else. I dumped the socks in the basket. Later, my plan was to throw those damn socks away, knowing they would NEVER be reunited with their mate. But husband didn't need to know this.
All you ladies out there....married or cohabiting, you're welcome. There will be more housewife tips to come. I'm just glad to know my time spent in high school as treasurer of Future Homemakers of America didn't go to waste.