(Image @ amazon.com)
Colourful socks make me happy.
Not too long after TLM was born, I needed new socks. When confronted with choices, my instinct was to toss one package each of plain white and plain black socks into my cart, so I did. Within seconds, after lingering, for whatever reason, in the sock aisle, I noticed fairly plain white and black socks with one noticeable different: they were pin-striped with neon. Blue and green on one pair, green and purple on another, purple and pink on still another. They were still reasonably plain, enough so that I could wear them to work without problems, but they flashed some much needed colour and they made me smile.
I have never been a sock person. Mine have always been, as nurtured instinct dictated, plain and boring. After I bought those (safely) fun pin-striped socks, though? Shit got real. I still wear “boring” socks to work, for the most part, but guys? After work and on the weekends? You gotta let your hair down.
I have socks that don’t match.
THEY DON’T MATCH. (On purpose.) They don’t even colour-coordinate, most of the time.
The icing on the cake though was Friday. On Friday I wore a wicked dark pink cardigan…because of the socks I had to wear. The aforepictured socks. PB&J toasts holding hands, in love.
Those socks make me unreasonably happy.
I was chatting with a co-worker, behind the register, about them and had to show her and describe them, the way I just did, and a student (customer) peeked around, over the til, to check them out. Because you have to see peanut butter and jam toasts that are in love when they are described to you.
That student? He smiled. It was mostly out of “that chick is mad whack, y0,” but I think he dug the socks.
It’s the little things, guys. Colourful socks, coffee in fox mugs, my son in bright blue fleece PJs sporting pictures of abominable snow-monsters…. These things make me smile, sometimes when I don’t feel like smiling. That’s power. That’s me, allowing happiness in, even if I’m too stubborn to know that I want it there.
Wear the colourful socks folks, it’s worth it.
(Image @ All Our Days)