So for the last 3 days I have been wearing matching socks. (WHAT!?) Yes. It's true. If you are sitting there thinking, "Self, I wear matching socks all the time, what's her trauma about," well let me tell you. I don't wear matching socks. Ok. Maybe that's a lie, cause I do on occasion, and sometimes FOR a special occasion. (ha)
Why? You may ask? Well..
1. I like cool socks. Stripes, polka dots, colorful, etc. So it's even MORE entertaining for me when I look down at one foot to see ONE crazy sock, for the next one to move forward and have a completely different one.
2. And really, I don't care to look around for socks that match. (Although they do have to be the same size. I can't throw together a knee high with an ankle sock. It just FEELS weird.)
3. It kind of became a staple and normal, for me.
SO, when I am wearing matching socks, I tend to stop for a moment at the reaction that I have gotten from those few people that take notice and comment on such a marvel. I came to realize today that I am now (almost) just as entertained by wearing matching socks, when that rare occurrence happens. Huh... Strange.
Why was I wearing matching socks?
Maybe stress...
Maybe that part of my brain started functioning...
Maybe I have to do laundry.
3 comments:
I love your unmatching socks! Please never change. Just for my sake. :)
I got on here to comment and Kim practically stole what I was going to say. She's always stealing my thunder!
But I do love your socks with my whole heart. :)
Miss you Amanda! Sorry we haven't made it to any of your Flap Jack Friday's!
I love that you wear unmatching socks...it is what makes you so amazing! I have to tell you that Thursday I wore a stripped sock and a solid sock (both were brown) and when I put them on, I said to myself "Amanda would be proud!". It made me smile! Miss you!
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