Life With A Good Pair of Socks

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So much can be said for a good pair of socks. Like people, they come in so many varieties. All the colors of the world. Short, tall, and every size in between. Some are fuzzy. Some aren’t. Some are thick and some are thin. There are thermal socks to keep you warm and barely there socks to keep you cool. There are even socks with capes.

Anyone who knows me even a little bit, knows I love socks. I’ve never met a pair socks I won’t wear. Stripes or polka dots. Adorned with candy canes or cows. Toe socks that fit like a glove. To me, there is no such thing as an ugly pair of socks.

They are down there tucked into shoes and covered by the legs of jeans and yoga pants minding their own business. They keep us from getting blisters. They sacrifice themselves all in the name of our health. Sometimes they get holes. Sometimes they stink.

Many times they lose their mate in the wash. Poor things with no sole mate. It’s heartbreaking. However, if you enjoy mismatched socks, your socks are never without a mate. There’s someone for everyone.

Sometimes a pair of socks comes into your life and you just know they are going to be in your life for a long time. They are strong socks. They feel good in your hands and even better on your feet. They are like the comfort of a best friend.

If you caught my post last year, Life’s Too Short to Waste Time Matching Socks, you know that I don’t believe in matching socks. A sock company from Sweden found that post and sent me a pair of their socks. They asked me if they could send me socks! For free! (if I wrote about them). The only thing better than socks are free socks.

I must say I was a bit skeptical at first. However, they shipped right away and ten days later I had my first pair of socks from Sockamore. After browsing their colorful website, I was expecting something funky. Especially, since the post they saw had me wearing knee high mismatched socks – one striped, one polka dotted. The socks they sent were of your basic variety. Black with some multi-colored stripes. I can dress them up. I can dress them down. What caught my attention (and DW’s) was the feel of them. They feel well made. I highly doubt I’ll wear through them any time soon. It’s a great way to add a little bit of flair to an outfit. Check out Socamore, they amore socks way amore than me. Pick out a couple pair while you’re there so you can mismatch them. Life’s too short to spend time matching socks.

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Life’s Too Short to Waste Time Matching Socks

The universe owes you nothing.

Enjoy the little things

Don’t waste time with the mundane

Don’t worry what other’s think – it’s none of your business

Life’s too short to worry about matching socks.


Bang and I with socks that don’t match. It was his idea. I may have taught him this.

We are all made of stars. Stars don’t care if their socks match.

I saw a video this morning and in this video they conducted a bit of a social experiment. First, a beautiful woman who was barely dressed sat on a bench. Then they watched to see who might say something to her. No one said anything, though she got stared at a good bit.

Afterward, a beautiful woman who was fully dressed sat on the same bench breastfeeding her baby. Again, they sat and watched. Several walked by her and told her what she was doing was “disgusting” or to “put it back in her shirt”.

Why does it matter if a woman breast feeds in public? Why does it matter if someone is gay, lesbian, bi, trans, green, purple, or blue? Why does it matter if someone chooses to have no kids or nineteen? Why are we so quick to judge? But not just judge, but actually voice that judgement?

The world will continue to rotate. The world will continue to revolve. The days and years will pass regardless of who thinks what. In the grand scheme of things we are just a dust moat in the solar system, microscopic to the universe.

Be kind to someone today.