Another Reason [Real] Spring Cannot Come a Day Too Soon
I've given up on wearing matching socks. It just takes way too much time. I can't have lost all of my sock matches, but every mid-to-late-morning (at least I'm honest) when I'm getting my shoes on, I get stuck searching for matching socks. Think of all the time I've wasted searching for socks! No wonder I've never had time to exercise! No more searching. What I find is what I wear.
I didn't think it'd be big deal, I mean, people wear mismatching clothes all the time (I see it every Thursday while helping in Hazel's Kindergarten!), so mismatching socks certainly couldn't bother anyone! I even wore two brown socks. But Stef called me out on it after seeing me for a mere 5 minutes. She laughed. And said things like, 'Get a life,' and 'Where do you shop, loser?' No, she didn't. But somebody might've.
So again, I plead for flip-flop season. Don't make me put on socks again!
(And I even have funny looking feet.)
Hmm...would you rather have funny looking feet or permanent mismatching socks?
Talk about bad choices!