In the very frigid temps of the Virginia morning, I had a very joyful experience. Before I explain it, you must know something about me. I'm pretty cheap when it comes to all things clothing related. I HATE to spend money on things that don't last. One article of clothing that I hate to buy is socks. My habit is to buy a bag of six pairs of socks maybe once every other year. I tend to wear a set of socks until they are so thin you can see through them and they have multiple holes. My hubby thinks that it's disgusting to wear socks with holes, and I'm the queen of wearing them.
Two weeks ago, I did it. I broke down and bought a new bag of socks. As hard as it was for me to open my wallet and give in, the reward of treating my feet better has been well worth it. Never have I appreciated this reward as much as I did today. As I got dressed to take Sebastian to the groomer, I began to put on a new pair of socks. While I pulled the first one on, a since of warmth came over me. Yes, it sounds so cheesy and lame, but I'm so serious. It's no secret that I have been colder than usual in this house. I never can seem to get warm. But all of that changed when I slipped those new socks on. Thick, cushioned, warm. I didn't realize that crew socks are actually supposed to have some cushion on the sole. My feet are in gym sock heaven.
Lesson learned! New socks are well worth the price of a value meal at my favorite fast food joint. And they are so much better for you...
