It’s True, What They Say About Socks.

So much for my intentions to write at least one blog post a week. What can I say… I was on vacation.

I’ve been slowly trying to reclaim our front porch from the clutter that has gathered out there. There are school books and lesson planners, musical instruments, toys and games, school and craft supplies, bird seed, umbrellas, and an old cat-litter box. And rocks. And baskets. And with the colder weather, some potted plants. Lest you think it’s all in piles, there are some storage cabinets and shelves out there. But there are plenty of piles too. To give you some perspective, our porch is about 6.5′ by 19.5′. Yes, you could walk from the front door to the living room door, but walking from one end to the other was a challenge.

There has been some progress. I cleaned up and removed the litter box, and went through a big basket of toys that needed to be cleaned up or tossed. I am not parting with Kristy’s first “piano”. One can now actually walk from one end to the other.

One of the gems I came across was this game, called Dizzy Drier. Here it is, all cleaned up:

It has hands too, but they’re broken off and I can’t fit them back on. I thought it looked a little creepy to have them lying on the table with the rest of the pieces.

It was a fun little game. When you turned it on the drum would spin around, and the idea was to throw in the “clothes” without anything falling out of the drum. Sadly, the drum no longer spins. I tried replacing the batteries, to no avail. But here’s the thing: we’re missing two pieces of “clothing.” Have a look and see which ones are missing.

Go ahead. I’ll wait.

Yep. It’s the socks.