All I can share is my personal experience.
Above, you see pictured my sock pile. It lives in my laundry room in a really cool red basket that sits neatly on my one small shelf.
Every time I do a load of laundry I am convinced that the missing socks that I seek will magically appear and that this pile will shrink.
There is a baby sock in here from I don’t know where. My youngest is eleven and I know I’ve given up on socks from that long ago. At least, I hope it isn’t hers.
There is a baseball sock in there from two seasons ago. I know, because the team changed colors.
There are socks in there with holes in them. Why?
There are socks I don’t even remember buying they are so old.
They are gone today.
Unless I decide that it will wait until I catch up on the laundry. There’s only a million loads. It could happen today. Right?
Nope….I’m going to take a deep breath and pitch ’em.
Visual artist playing with collage, assemblage and whatever else I imagine. Homemaker and homeschooling Mom of four children aged 10 to 24. Ready to fully embrace life and leave regret and fear behind. Each new day is an opportunity to love, create and live with intention...