Saturday, November 12, 2011

You can't make me do it.


It’s a sad day in the Smash/GB household. While doing laundry on a lovely Saturday morning, I have decided to match GB’s socks. 
BACKSTORY: I don’t believe in matching socks. Do you? No one yet has been able to convince me that  it is necessary to match one’s socks. When I wear socks fall through spring, they are covered by skinny jeans and boots. No one sees them. 
Who cares if I have one sock with purple whales and another that is hot pink with polka dots. (I have a thing for fun socks. It makes my feet feel fun.) 
When my socks do show, which is almost never, sometimes at the gym, I wear little baby ankle socks. I have 1,000,000 little baby ankle socks, so I never have trouble finding a pair. 

Please notice the Lonnie hair on the purple sock. This is my life. 

So again, I ask you - what is the point in matching your socks?
Well, just yesterday, GB was sitting on the ground, slumped over, in front of his sock drawer. It was obvious he had been digging in there for quite awhile. Socks were spilling out of the drawer into his lap, and all around him. It looked like a bomb had gone off, but only in his sock drawer. When he noticed me looking at him, he said, “I can’t find any matching socks.” He wasn’t angry. He didn’t blame me. He was just really sad. 
He loves matched socks. 
He doesn’t require many other things to be put together around the house (for example when I moved in, he probably had 40 extra tupperware lids with no actual tupperware, and he hates putting the lids to jars of jam on all the way) but this funny quirk I have was hard for him to understand. We had been at a standstill for quite some time. 
Smash: “If you want me to stop doing the laundry, you can do it, and then you can have matched socks.”
GB: “You should just match my socks.”
Smash: “What’s the point?”
And this would go on and on and on. What has resulted were two socks drawers that were full of chaos. 
But as I fold the laundry today, I can’t help but remember how defeated he seemed yesterday. I will not match my socks. 

But for the love of GB, I will match his socks. 

3 comments:

  1. I have to admit that I do enjoy the sense of well being that comes with a drawer full of matched socks. Although I am not averse to just dumping them all in a pile in the laundry basket and claw-handing a pair every day.

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  2. There is no rule written anywhere that you need to match your socks! I think it's fun that you like to mix things up ;)

    -Jani
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  3. Corbs- I know what you mean, the organization is nice. I'm sure that's why GB craves it so much. :)

    Jani - Thanks! You should give it a try sometime!

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