I have a guilty secret when it comes to socks.
DH gets about 3 or 4 packs every birthday/Christmas and consequently has a LOT of socks. So when I fold the washing I just put the socks in a big shopping bag. And they accumulate. My record in one sitting is 37 pairs of socks
If the giant sock bag isn't handy they tend to get put in a pile on the chest of drawers at the top of the stairs. With the odd teatowel that has made it up by accident.
Things have been a tad hectic of late and so a certain pile of socks has been there for several weeks with a teatowel mixed in. Just scared the life out of myself when I was smoothing out the teatowel to fold it up again and a dried up crispy wasp fell out of it.
So that will teach me not to leave socks and teatowels lying around in autumn.
What's you're guilty secret when it comes to that one job you can't stand?