On Socks. Yup, those things on your feet.
I am 28 years young and just had the realization that I, Codi Elizabeth Fischer have never bought myself a pack socks. Or any socks for that matter. I don’t know how I have managed to have socks at all. A whole drawer of them in fact. A drawer of ready to be replaced type socks.
How have I lived 28 years and never purchased socks for myself? I guess you could minus the first 16 years where I didn’t work, or had the money and a means of transportation to go buy them. So, 28 minus 16…. So 12 years. I guess that’s not too bad, but seriously HOW DID I GET ALL THESE SOCKS?! Have I just been surviving on packs of socks my mom gives my for Christmas every year? Really?!! I’m am shocked, disappointed, and somewhat impressed with myself.
So stores have ‘sock departments’? Or are they mixed in with other things? HOW DO I NOT KNOW THIS?!! How have I made the one thing that protects my feet from sweating too much in my shoes, and keeps my tooties warm in the winter, such a small concern in my life? Well, all that changes today.
Off to the Sock Store!!
Who am I kidding, Christmas is like 2 months away. I’ll wait.
