My Life With Socks
I had a nightmare about dryer lint last night. I'm not kidding. In the dream I started the dryer without putting the lint screen back in and there were mountains of dryer lint blowing out on me from the vent. This is the kind of life I'm leading. Enemy #1 is dryer lint.
But my life does not revolve around dryer lint. My life revolves around socks.
Making sure they have enough socks.
Making sure their socks are clean.
Sorting and pairing socks.
Identifying whom the sock belongs to.
Making sure all socks fit.
Making sure that socks purchased are seamless.
Cutting down the seam on socks that were not as seamless as advertised.
Picking up socks that have been discarded throughout the house.
And picking grass, woodchips, or other offending objects out of socks so that they can go back on the foot of the person complaining about their socks.
This is by no means an exhaustive list of my daily sock activities.
But my life does not revolve around dryer lint. My life revolves around socks.
Making sure they have enough socks.
Making sure their socks are clean.
Sorting and pairing socks.
Identifying whom the sock belongs to.
Making sure all socks fit.
Making sure that socks purchased are seamless.
Cutting down the seam on socks that were not as seamless as advertised.
Picking up socks that have been discarded throughout the house.
And picking grass, woodchips, or other offending objects out of socks so that they can go back on the foot of the person complaining about their socks.
This is by no means an exhaustive list of my daily sock activities.
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