Socks

I did three loads of laundry this week, and when I went to put them all away, I found a seriously annoying problem. None of my socks had pairs. Now, I realize this is a common issue for some people, some irresponsible, leave their laundry lying around people. But I am not one of those people. Seriously. I'm no neat freak, but I remember to pick up my laundry from the laundry room when its done, and I don't let it pile up too much. So when I had 13 socks without pairs I was flabbergasted. Yeah, thats right, no other word could possibly work except the outdated slang, flabbergasted. I can see how a few socks could get lost here and there, but I refuse to believe that all those sock halves are gone. I literally have never had this problem until I bought ten new pairs of socks last week, and this week all the halves of socks new and old are gone. Maybe most people just own too many socks, and we lose track until one day BLAM! they're gone. I'll be on the lookout for sneaky socks that perhaps cling to bed sheets or the insides of my t-shirts, but I will get to the bottom of this.

Two days later: I did laundry again today. Somehow I ended up with a bunch of unmatched socks again. But the good news is that some of them were the pairs to lonely socks from my last few loads. Somehow they got separated, but all I needed was a little patience. And, when I started thinking about it, I realized that I could use some more patience in most parts of my life. Its easy to get caught up in the speed and craziness of the world today, but sometimes if we let life just do its thing, we get just what we need. I want a lot of things right now, but right now might not be the right time. I hope I can take my own advice, have a little patience, and maybe I'll get what I need when I'm ready.