complete mystery

When I do laundry, I end up with a pile of socks that need to be matched. It looks something like this:

And despite my efforts to match each and every sock, I always end up with a pile of unmatched socks.

It doesn't look that different from the first pile, does it? I keep the unmatched socks in a separate drawer and pull them out when it's sock-folding time, and I often can match previously unmatched socks. And because the unmatched socks cycle through having a pair and not, the unmatched-sock pile remains just as big every time.

Every. time. I just don't get it.

{On an unrelated note, Josh woke up this morning feeling too sick to go into work and suggested that I stayed home too. I mean, someone has to get the Gatorade and find the remote, right? But really. I needed this day. So much.}