Have you ever wondered about things that might frustrate me? They’re not huge events, but are those little-itty-bitty events that leave me sighing and scratching my head. Here’s a small sampling for you to enjoy.
1) Unmatched socks. Last night, I folded and sorted and folded again and sorted again, socks. Baskets of socks. And, now, this morning, I’m left with a huge laundry bag of unmatched socks. Where are the socks? I’ve done all the laundry. I’ve cleaned the drawers. I don’t understand what happens to the socks. Especially big, fluffy, green socks. How could
that my slipper sock get lost?