Sorting sock's….

--There are some things I just can’t get a handle on one of those thing’s is sorting sock’s. Try as I might over the year’s I just haven’t found a way to get over my dislike for the whole entire affair. I just don’t like doing it.
--I usually start out fine but towards the end of the pile I just start matching sizes and forget about color’s. Apparently this frowned upon in normal places where people spend most of there days checking to make sure your sock's match. Or so I’ve been told by wife and children.
--Myself if I need sock’s I just grab anything that will fit on my feet and go about my way. Needless to say over the years this has driven my wife and children around the bend at times. But slowly they’ve come to accept the fact that I don’t dress for style just comfort.
--Needless to saw with my pink hat and different colored sock's I have had my share of interesting conversations over the year’s with a lot of different people. And sometimes that’s half the fun…