In our family, we have a little trick for moving clothes. We don't pack the clothes - why make extra work for yourself? Instead, we leave the clothes in the drawer, and when it's time to move, we simply pull the drawers out, load the drawerless dresser onto the truck, then slide the drawers back in. When we unload, we do the same thing. It makes the dresser nice and light, so almost anyone can carry it, and saves some packing and unpacking.
In the recent move, my brother was the one tasked with moving my dressers. When he pulled the sock drawer out, his eyes went wide. "Just how many pairs of handknit socks does one person need???"
Thirty-five pairs apparently. I just counted. True to Dee's challenge, I've laid my sock drawer bare (with a little help from Rocky... who's feeling much better... thanks for all the well wishes). In the picture, there are only 32 pairs. Three pairs are currently missing their mates - but they are around here somewhere. And just a few days ago, I retired five pairs.
Now, I can't take credit for all of them. Mom has probably made more than half of them there. Some have been handknit by her as gifts to me, some have been stolen from her sock drawer (I was visiting and my feet go cold), and a good chunk of them have been cranked out from her sock machines.
Regardless of where they came from, they are all being put to very good use, especially in the new house. All the floors in this place are tile. And as great that is for cleaning, it's pretty darn cold on the tootsies. Even when it's warm out, I tend to have socks on my feet. I have a feeling it's going to be a very cold winter.... I guess I better get those sock needles moving!