So I was going to update my status on Facebook, but thought 'no, this deserves to be blogged'.
I am sitting here in my sweater & long pants and thinking how COLD I am!!! I'm freezing. Then I thought, well I suppose if I put some socks on I may stay a little bit warmer, but I hate socks!!
I put some on this morning to take the kids to school while wearing my winter boots in this balmy -12 weather. So they come off in the boot before I've even reached the corner of the street (30 steps), so I walk the 2 blocks to school with my socks at my toes. Then walk the 2 blocks back home, pull up my socks and walk through the porch with all the melted snow into the house. Now they are wet! Then I tidy up the kitchen in my wet socks and they get the potatoe dirt that N has thrown all over the kitchen from the big bucket of potatoes Grandma brought us ...
So my socks get thrown into the laundry where it will most likely lose it's partner and then spend the next 6 months in my special 'lonely sock pile', till I've had enough of the mate never showing up and through it away, to only find the 'missing mate' the following week behind the dryer.
Did I mention I hate socks??
