Day 17

I rarely wear matching socks. Every six or so months, I'll buy 10 or 15 pairs at a time of my usual style in different patterns. For a surprisingly short amount of time, I'll be able to wear socks that match, but after a few loads of laundry, I'll inevitably end up losing a few socks, so I'll match up mismatched ones together as a new set. Over the course of a few months, the number of matching pairs is slowly whittled down until I have maybe 10 total socks left, and then I go to the store, buy more of the same style, and the circle of sock-life begins anew.

I am currently at the end of a sock-cycle; I'm down to ten total socks, and I can only make one matching pair in bright yellow, and the only reason I haven't lost those is because I hate them and never wear them.

And my mother would cry if she ever saw this picture. "You put a picture of your FEET on the internet? When was the last time you vacuumed that nice rug I gave you for Christmas? YOU WENT OUT IN PUBLIC AND YOUR SOCKS DIDN'T MATCH?"