Laundry time. That's right - today I did a load of laundry in the basement.
But today I was on a mission. I wanted to get my clothes clean, yes, but I also wanted to find out where all of those single tube socks go that seemingly disappear every time I do laundry.
My expectations were high - I mean, look what Peter Griffin found on that one episode of Family Guy. Determined to find out where his lost sock was, he climbed into the dryer. Lo and behold, on the other side he was greeted by a delightful little fawn named Tumnus who was passing by the Lamppost. The Griffin Theory: Mr. Tumnus steals those single socks, brings them back to Narnia with him, and decorates his homey little cave.
Oh goody, I thought. If Peter Griffin could get to Narnia, just imagine where I could go! So I was extra perceptive this time around.
This is the part of the story where I tell you something really fascinating, ironic, or gut-splitting. But I'm afraid my little adventure wasn't that exciting. Upon examining the washing machine after transferring my load to the dryer, I stumbled upon my conclusion. There was a lone tube sock hiding under the upper rim of the wash machine. It's not visible to the average eye - it requires sticking your head halfway in the machine.
I can't decide if my laundry adventure was a success or not. I didn't lose any socks - which is a plus - but I didn't find Narnia either. All in all, kind of a letdown. I'd trade a tube sock for a cup of tea with Mr. Tumnus anyday.
