The best day ever
Jun. 6th, 2010 11:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisyI've had a red stocking sock on my chest of drawers for the best part of a year, a sad, lonely red sock with no matching red sock to go with it. And they were really good socks so I've been reluctant to throw it out, just in case the second one turned up. But, I've been thinking, it's time to face facts: my missing red sock is not coming home, so my lonely red sock might have to become a garden tie. So sad.
Today was a bit chilly, weather-wise, so I thought I would wear my self-spatted ankle boots, which I haven't worn since the end of last winter. When I put the right boot on, my foot felt something soft squished into the toe. Cue flashback: in my cat-owning days, I once found a dead mouse in one of my shoes. Then and now, I could hardly get my foot out of the shoe fast enough. Only today wasn't as horrible as a dead mouse. No, it was a red stocking sock. My missing red sock! Thank goodness I was too lazy to throw the other one away yet. This has been the best day ever.
Today was a bit chilly, weather-wise, so I thought I would wear my self-spatted ankle boots, which I haven't worn since the end of last winter. When I put the right boot on, my foot felt something soft squished into the toe. Cue flashback: in my cat-owning days, I once found a dead mouse in one of my shoes. Then and now, I could hardly get my foot out of the shoe fast enough. Only today wasn't as horrible as a dead mouse. No, it was a red stocking sock. My missing red sock! Thank goodness I was too lazy to throw the other one away yet. This has been the best day ever.