Is it weird that instead of matching the immense basket of mismatched socks, I instead went to Target and bought my kids new socks? That way, I could go another week without having to match those mismatched ones. Is that strange?
And, is it even more weird that the day after I bought those socks, I asked my daughter why I didn't buy myself some new socks, too? Because this week I wore Christmas socks in March because that's where I'm at. A nice new pack of mom socks would have been a super smart purchase.
But then today, when I checked Twitter first thing and thought the world was just too much, and I realized that we also didn't have coffee to brew, and the kids didn't want to get up, and I was running around, I had to go to that sock basket. I went into my room with a scowl on my face, and looked down. There, on top, were two black socks. A match, unmatched, but right next to each other.
The sock fairy turned my day around. That pair of socks went on my feet, and I put one foot in front of the other, and it was a good day after all.
Do you think the sock fairy will return on Thursday? Fingers crossed...
Hooray for the sock fairy! I have also gone and bought socks after I dropped ALL the orphan socks in the trash during a moment of rage. (Can't believe I admitted this LOL). May you continue to be blessed by the sock fairy!!
ReplyDeleteI might just be right there with you! That sounds rather therapeutic, actually.
DeleteI LOLed about you wearing christmas socks, but I relate, I'd buy more socks too. Did you get coffee? We can't have this happen two days in a row. I'll deliver tomorrow morning if you didn't! xx
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