Sock Strife

Real Style on 06.17.10
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When you have kids, you have it. The more kids you have, the more sock strife you must endure! Okay, moms, tell me you don't know what I’m talking about ... You purchase socks -- usually at the same time of year that you buy all school clothing and school supplies.

You buy many packs of socks -- almost maybe TOO many -- because you are preparing for the inevitable sock strife that is to come...

The socks enter the home and find the small feet of your adorable wearer exactly ONE time... But never to be seen again in the same vicinity as a happy pair again!

I don't know about you, but I find lonely socks mixed in with Polly pockets, battleships and monopoly! I find them under our big blue bus seats and mixed in with dress up! I've even located them randomly in old outgrown shoes ages after the last wear!

Some may say that I am a sock mishandler or may even (gasp!) hint that I, Kate Gosselin, am (gasp again!) disorganized!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But I tell you, I have a well-oiled sock process in place! In fact, I'd even argue that I have a sock sickness!!!!

When the kids arrive home, part of their “routine” (as they call it) includes placing their socks in a sock bag that hangs on the laundry room door! Rarely do socks get laundered freely... But if they do, they seem to lose their mates (and I know how they feel!) and then end up in the "sock graveyard" as I call it...

It's a different sort of sock bag for lonely socks to hopefully reunite with a suitable match (I'm not there yet and don't think I want to be, given the morbid title). Every once in a while, I sort through the “sock graveyard” and try to rehabilitate pairs of socks...

It rarely happens and I get frustrated! So much so that I recently banned from my home all socks except white socks (for the most part anyway!) and donated all colored socks (I had a little meltdown as I relinquished the colored socks and only realized the extent of my sock strife as I looked up from my crate of socks and noticed the look on the ladies’ faces ...) Yeah, socks do me in... 16 socks go missing in my house... nearly every day...

Have I made my point? Okay, I'll shove a sock in it already... I've got plenty of mismatched ones to spare...

It's a beautiful day! :0)

~Kate

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