This is me:
I really have no idea why I struggle with socks. I mean, I just got about 10 new pairs from my girlfriend for my birthday in November and here it is March and I have NO matching socks. (For the record, I wear boots so no one will see them. Unless I have to go to the Emergency Department and if that is the case, I am pretty sure I won’t give a rats ass that my socks do not match).
I honestly do not know what happens to them all. I put them in a drawer with other stuff and they just disappear. I am totally not like my husband who has said to me a gazillion times: “I put all my socks in the wash and will always have complete pairs of socks afterwards. There will be no missing socks.” Which is a true statement as long as I do not wash his socks. Because he will then have a leftover. I think it is a gift.
And here is his sock drawer:
Do you know what I could do with a whole drawer that is totally wasted on socks? I definitely would not use it for that. But despite my quite polite request, he said no. He said it was because I already have three drawers more than he does AND the bigger closet. I sure wish men would just quit using that argument. Totally annoying.
I am glad the weather is getting warmer. Because then I can wear knee-high hose. Which is totally dispensable. I can purchase a 20-pack at Walmart every month and never have an issue. Until winter comes, of course.
And Karen, please send more socks for my birthday this year. Thank you.