Thanks to Christmas presents, I have some new clothes to wear. Since the new pants I wore last Monday, sported the SIZE TAG all day, I was careful this week to remove all tags. Instead of wearing jeans, I jazzed it up for work yesterday. The plan was to feel professional and confident.
I grabbed my trouser socks from the closet and walked directly to the bedroom. I dressed, but when I went to cover my feet, couldn't find one of the socks. I looked everywhere.
Under the bed
In my sock drawer
On the dryer
In the boys room
The living room, kitchen and hallway
I would have accused my boys but they were in the other room with their daddy.
Frustrated, running out of time and feeling a bit crazy, I left the lonely sock on the bed and grabbed another pair. I finished dressing and headed to work. During the ride, I pondered the craziness of loosing a sock during a 15 foot walk.
Upon arriving at work, I grabbed some coffee and settled in for the day. As I went to pick up some copies, I stopped by to chat with Lauren. She's my traveling buddy and friend. We chatted about our weekends and the excitement of her baby girl turning one. As we were talking, I went to rub my back (it's a little sore still from the skateboarding incident) and I felt a lump. My mind raced to figure out how I could have such a knot, and not remember feeling it before. Then it moved.
You know what I'm going to tell you, don't you? I discretely reached under my brand new, never worn before, static cling not a possibility sweater and pulled out the MIA trouser sock.
Don't ask me how- I can't explain it.
It did certainly make for a good laugh out loud minute with my friend.
Who knows what will happen tomorrow- I'm out of estrogen!
Laugh people- at me or with me, but Laugh!