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Old 10-30-2013, 03:03 PM   #124
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Unhappy Socks But No Shoes

I don't even know if I have the strength to write all this... but here we go...

So today was the dreaded match and purge black socks day (and other items). Yep, I have black socks of various lengths, hues you name it. Fun, fun, fun trying to match those puppies up. Fortunately, I was texting with a good friend, which did make the dreary chore much more pleasant. There may have even been some meta sock commentary involved. Even after the purge of mismatches, I still have way more black socks than I will ever need.

My Hanes classic white ankle socks arrived in the mail. Hooray! They are quite comfortable. However, thanks to Dapper, I am now not so sure I like the length. Gee thanks, lol.

(Nail clippers from California arrived fine. But how about my tennis shoes and flip flops??? Nooooo. What do I wear my new socks with? Yesterday I came home from lunch- Mexican food and a massive margarita- to find my nail clippers in the mail box and a box on the porch. Only the box was for a Jennifer. No Jennifer lives here, not to mention this isn't Bluefield Road, not even close. So I call the post office, they come and get Jennifer's box to take to her. Since I got a package in the mail box, I thought I got everything for the day. Plus I was a bit foggy from the margarita. I don't drink all that much, especially at lunch time, but trust me I needed it. But no, apparently I got Jennifer's stuff, and someone- perhaps Jennifer- got my shoes. Tracking says delivered. Yeah I guess. Just not to me. Today I get up and call the post office. The mail man brings me my socks and underwear. He says he will look for my shoes. Still no word. I call the post office late afternoon. They are gonna get back to me on that. Oh geeze. At least I got my hair cut today, that always makes me feel better.)
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