Frustration

Do you know what frustrates me? Laundry. But not everything about laundry, just the part after you have folded all the shirts and hung everything up and you're left with a pile that looks like this...


And then you have to pick up a sock and dig through the pile to find its match and eventually you end up with a pile that looks like this...


You would think the frustration would go away once you reach this point, but it doesn't. And do you know why? Because it never fails, when you wash socks you always end up with this...


Can I get an amen?! Ha. Oh well, I'm sure it will turn up one day :)