This is my sock.
This is my sock after casually kicking it off of my foot as I sat at my desk writing yesterday’s 365 blog post.
This is my sock after casually kicking it off of my foot as I sat at my desk writing yesterday’s 365 blog post while Muddy (our doxie) was sleeping at my feet.
Apparently he wasn’t sleeping for long.
Why, why, why? Why my sock? Why my perfectly good sock when my boys walk around in socks that already have holes?
Oh well. You know what? That’s about my biggest complaint right now. And if that’s my biggest complaint I guess I’m doing pretty well!