It used to bother me. I'd fold all of the laundry and then -- what? Where's your match? There is no good reason in the world why your match shouldn't be in here.
But not any more! I've been doing something that I might even call brilliant. It's the perfect use for that sad little left over sock. Knowing its match will probably come through in a week or so, I turn it inside out, stick my hand in, spray it with Pledge and do a quick dusting job around the house!
It's almost exciting to find one left over!
(almost)