Sunday, October 24, 2010

Socks

Why can't I ever find socks that match?  I seriously have 6000 pairs and can't find 2 that match.  I have socks to correspond with each season and holiday- St. Patrick's Day, Christmas, Halloween, Easter, Valentine's Day, AND I have tons of random ones also.  I even have pirate kitty socks.  How cute is that?

At this very moment I'm wearing one penguin sock and one with paw prints, a kitty, and yarn balls.  These clearly do not match.  The penguin one is two toned blues and the kitty one it predominately tan.  I'm such a disaster.

Whenever I'm trying to look for matching socks, it always reminds me of the game Memory.  And I'm not talking about the new fancy Memory, but the old one with the generic ass pictures.  We didn't have fun Disney character version.

 
Here's my fucked up version of the game: first, I go into the laundry room (in the dryer, or on top of the dryer).  I see 14 different socks (with no matches of course), then I go into my room and try to find mates.  THEN if I'm unsuccessful I try the laundry basket.  So, I'm trying to remember which socks I had previously seen.  Of course I'm late for work, so I don't have time to fuck around.  I have to be quick thinking and clear headed for this task.  Sometimes I'm successful- other times not so much.  I wear mis-matched socks and hope no one notices.

Why can't I be like everyone else and have a god damn sock drawer?  I really wish I was organized and not a giant disaster all the time.  Since my sis moved in, she's constantly looking for socks also.  The other day she got all persnickety and said she can only wear matching socks.  Well excuse me, your highness.  Get your own fucking socks and keep them in a fucking sock drawer and stop asking me where matches are.  Don't let her fool you, she's a god damn disaster too.

I feel extra defeated.  I ended up buying a boring 10 pack of white ankle socks from Target today.  I'm sure those will be lost in 10 days.  But the next 10 days will be glorious indeed.

I really need to get my shit together. 




   

3 comments:

  1. There is one very simple answer to why this is happening to you; your house is infested with sock gnomes.

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  2. Hi Amy. Sock gnomes certainly sounds better than "I'm a slob". :)

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  3. i swear to god... TO GOD that i am not responsible for my lost socks. because i can buy ten new pairs, and after the ten days i might have 2 or 3 that i can find. i know i'm a mess, but i refuse to believe that i'm THAT much of a mess. it might be denial, but i'm telling you, someone else is doing something with them.
    don't worry, you can have mismatched socks, or i will take you to target everyday so we can buy matching ones when you visit :)

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