I finally tackled the laundry basket full of socks... and this is what was leftover...
I can only laugh about it... because if I start wondering where the other socks are, I would have to tear the house apart and it would probably end with me having a breakdown when I realize that the washing machine ATE them.
There is simply no other answer for having so many mismatched socks - so I'm going to just pretend like it didn't happen. And maybe I'll fold the socks a little sooner next time... Maybe.
And just think... eternal salvation is easier to find than those lost socks. = )