First, I’m still alive. I know there was concern despite nobody reaching out to ask, but I felt it.
Second, I’m ‘active’ over on Twitter, but I miss this place. Holding forth for no reason and sometimes nobody, but I miss it.
To the name of this post: Today I threw away about 20 pairs of Hanes ankle height socks. Why?
Because I’m replacing these 6 year old socks with another set of 24 pair of the same ankle height socks.
You’re confused, and sure, why you ask? Because I am a creature of severe habit, and These are My Socks. But they’re worn out, the elastic is giving out, and I’ve had to let more than a few individuals go due to holes. I don’t want old worn out socks getting paired with new ones, so when it’s changeover time, out with the old and in with the new. Same with my undies (yes, despite the rumors, I wear undies).
They’re in the dryer now, the new ones, and the old ones I bid farewell to, no I will not donate worn out socks, because nobody should have to deal with that. Especially me.
This felt good, expect more to follow, soon.
