72 Single Socks

May 17, 2012

Last night I sat in the hallway and counted the single socks that have collected in our little pink sock basket. There were 72 single socks and nary a match!!! Good Grief!!! Do we even need 72 PAIRS of socks??? How do we have 72 missing socks? How is that even possible? My house isn’t that big and there really aren’t THAT many places they could hide.

I don’t know where I want to go with this epiphany. It just struck me as funny. We apparently have way too much stuff in our home. It might be a measure of how many people live there, but I think it might be that we simply have too much stuff. We certainly have too many socks.

I’d love to write about de-cluttering, but, really, how many times can I write about my hope to declutter and have anyone believe me. I mean at some point I gotta just do it.

Actually, the problem is that I do declutter…often. I think my stuff is in some kinda multiplying realm. Legos, matchbox cards and Barbies grow profusely in my basement. Doll clothes produce more doll clothes, hair bands breed more hair brands, and paper proliferates all over the place.

What to do? The ridiculous thing is I hold on to all 72 single socks in the off chance that I’ll find a matching one somewhere, behind a dresser, under a bed or on top of a basket of clothes. I don’t really believe that though…I mean those socks have been there forever (or at least it feels like forever). My other thought is that I can make sock puppets. Really? How pathetic is that? I don’t have time to do half the things on my to-do list – make that most of the things on my to-do list – so WHEN am I going to find time to make sock puppets???? Sock puppets? What the heck? I’ve never even made a sock puppet.

This is the ultimate reason I have too much stuff. I can always think of some lame and unreasonable reason I should keep it. I have to be honest and say that I haven’t really thought about it in those terms until just now.   I just know when it comes to stress production, my stuff is one of the biggest sources. I know if I just loaded up all those annoying things that overwhelm me materially, I’d feel so much less stress. So WHY can’t I just do it??? I’m going to go upstairs and pitch those socks and then I’m going to figure out the next things to throw away…it might take me a while to force myself to do it, but I just gotta try!

72 single socks. Wow.

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